**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**
“Understood!” Spencer affirmed with a nod, but as he turned back to Damon, uncertainty flickered across his face.
“Is there something else on your mind?” Damon probed, his tone hinting at impatience.
“It’s nothing major… It’s just… With Ms. Jayston’s birthday approaching, should we consider getting her a gift?” Spencer ventured, his voice tentative.
Damon’s brow furrowed, irritation flashing in his eyes. “What does her birthday have to do with me?” he replied, his tone sharp.
Spencer quickly shook his head, a flurry of nerves evident in his demeanor. “No, no, it’s nothing important…”
Damon’s voice softened slightly, yet the edge remained. “In the future, there’s no need to bring anything about her to my attention. Professionally, she’s merely an employee at Park Pharmaceuticals. On a personal level, she’s my niece-in-law. We need to maintain a certain distance,” he clarified, his words firm but not unkind.
Spencer lowered his gaze, the weight of the conversation settling heavily on his shoulders. “Understood, Mr. Sumner,” he murmured, a hint of disappointment lacing his tone.
Meanwhile, at home, Jacqueline was seething with anger.
After hearing that Nyla had flatly refused to help, her father, Byron Rainford, had reprimanded her harshly, insisting she persist until Nyla changed her mind.
Frustration coursed through her veins. Given Nyla’s dismissive attitude that morning, the thought of continuing her pleas felt utterly pointless.
As she simmered in her thoughts, her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. It was Erin calling.
Knowing the turmoil Jacqueline had faced earlier, Erin suggested they go out shopping to lift her spirits.
When they met, Jacqueline unleashed her pent-up frustration, her words spilling out like a torrent.
Erin listened intently, her expression one of empathy. “It’s obvious that Nyla is still holding a grudge from the banquet. I honestly didn’t expect her to be so small-minded,” she said, shaking her head in disbelief.
Jacqueline clenched her jaw, her irritation palpable. “The mere idea of having to beg her makes my stomach churn,” she spat, her voice laced with disdain.
“Isn’t Tom lending you a hand?” Erin inquired, her brow furrowing with concern.
Despite the significant losses Gen Pharma had endured, Tom was cushioned by his family’s wealth and influence. A simple visit home could untangle the mess that both Gen Pharma and the Rainford Group found themselves in.
At the mention of Tom, Jacqueline’s expression darkened, her mood shifting like a storm cloud. “Don’t even mention him. He’s been avoiding me like the plague. I’m sure that witch Valarie has filled his head with nonsense!”
The memory of Tom’s words, how he now viewed her merely as a sister, ignited a fresh wave of anger within her. She couldn’t fathom the thought of him wanting to marry Valarie!

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