Chasing the Unexpected (Nyla)

Chapter 17

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If Clark had known Jordyn would be so troublesome, he would never have let himself get involved with her in the first place. Hanging up, he glanced upstairs and took a deep breath before briskly walking toward the garage.

As Damon approached his car at the villa entrance, he noticed Spencer standing nearby with an odd expression.

“What’s wrong?”

Spencer hesitated for a moment before replying, “Mr. Sumner, you better see for yourself…”

Damon opened the car door with a slight frown. Inside, he found Nyla looking disheveled and staring at him nervously. Anyone seeing this scene without knowing the context would likely assume he had done something reprehensible to her.

Damon slammed the car door shut and demanded coldly, “What’s going on?”

“L… I don’t know. Ms. Jayston just limped out of the villa and said she wanted you to give her a ride…”

“And you let her get in?”

Damon’s irritation was palpable. He had come here today to warn Clark as compensation for the night he almost lay his hand on Nyla. From the moment he stepped out of the villa, he wanted nothing more to do with her.

Sensing Damon’s displeasure, Spencer involuntarily shrank back and lowered his head. “Mr. Sumner, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

If it weren’t for the fact that Nyla was Damon’s niece–in–law, he wouldn’t have dared to let her into the car.

next time, you’ll

do now? Should I ask

sees her coming out of my car in disarray, I

He should have locked

in the

suit jacket and threw it

the car. They had only met a few times, and

her out,

an instant, it blocked out all light,

“Put it on.”

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her lip, reached up

the suit jacket. Besides Clark, this was the first time

Damon got into the car, calmly instructing the driver to

car pulled away, Nyla caught sight of Clark’s car passing by, causing her heart to skip a beat. It wasn’t until Clark’s car disappeared from view

her composure, she turned to Damon. “Uncle Damon, thank you for

do you think the taxi drivers will make of you in your

embarrassed. She had been so anxious to escape that she had forgotten to change her clothes. It was true–she wasn’t presentable for hailing a taxi

off at the entrance of my

“Mm.”