**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
by Sage Hunter Lane
The disappointment etched into Richard’s features was like a weight pressing down on Clark’s chest, making it hard to breathe. “Grandpa,” he began, his voice trembling slightly, “I couldn’t help myself for just a moment… I know I messed up.”
Richard’s anger simmered, his brow furrowing deeper. “If you can’t resist the smallest of temptations, how on earth will you manage the larger ones that life will throw at you? I simply cannot place my trust in you when it comes to the Sumner Group. You should consider resigning.”
Clark felt a wave of disbelief wash over him, his heart racing at the thought of losing everything he had worked so hard for.
Just as he opened his mouth to defend himself, Cindy’s voice burst forth, laced with indignation. “Dad, don’t you think you’re being overly harsh on Clark? He only strayed because Nyla can’t give him children. Do you truly expect him to spend his entire life with a woman who cannot bear him a child?”
Nyla let out a cold, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she regarded Cindy. It was astonishing how Cindy seemed to be grasping at straws, trying to shift the blame for Clark’s infidelity onto Nyla. As if his inability to control his desires was somehow a reflection of her shortcomings.
“Isn’t that utterly ridiculous?” Nyla shot back, her tone sharp. “Before Jordyn got pregnant, did Clark even have any inkling that would happen?”
“What? That woman is pregnant?” Marie interjected, her voice rising with a mixture of frustration and disappointment. She turned her gaze to Clark, her eyes flashing with disbelief. “Clark, how could you be so reckless?”
The weight of the moment settled heavily in the air, and Clark felt a chill run down his spine. The thought of their family name, the Sumner reputation, hanging by a thread was unbearable.
With his head bowed, Clark struggled to meet Marie’s penetrating gaze. He understood that she was his last lifeline in this chaotic storm.
“Grandma, I’m truly sorry. I know I was wrong. I swear it won’t happen again. I’ve dedicated so much time to the Sumner Group; I can’t bear the thought of leaving,” he pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice.
Nyla’s expression was a mask of disdain, her lips curling in a sneer. “Clark, you really think you can have everything, don’t you?”

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