Chapter 20

“Send me the surveillance footage.”

After the call ended, the maid quickly sent the video.

As Clark watched Nyla jump from the second floor, disheveled, into Damon’s car, his expression grew darker. When he drove past earlier, Damon didn’t even call out to him.

Damon never meddled in others‘ business–why was he helping Nyla?

The thought of Nyla being seen in such a state by another man ignited Clark’s fury. He didn’t need to guess. She had likely returned to her rented apartment.

Cindy, having seen the footage too, gritted her teeth. “I told you she’s not good enough for you. Look at what she’s wearing! She’s brought shame to the Summers!”

Clark’s expression was one of frustration as he glared at Cindy. “Mom, this is my fault. You judge Nyla without even knowing the whole story. Isn’t that unfair?

“What do you mean? I’m standing up for you, and you’re defending her? I’m your mother! Don’t you want what’s best for you?”

think I

expression, Clark felt a wave of irritation. “This is between Nyla and me. You don’t need to help me. Just stop

turned and left quickly. He didn’t

takeout and was in the shower back at her apartment. Just as she finished drying her hair, she got

“Wren, what’s up?”

gentle voice came through. “Nyla, I just wanted to ask if

with Lucia’s hospital visit, it wouldn’t stay a secret

the other end before Wren spoke again. “Are you and

this sudden decision to work suggested something

her gaze, absentmindedly twirling a strand of her hair. “Wren, it’s a

kid. Every couple has arguments. You need to understand and support

had been good at pretending. If she hadn’t discovered his affair, she might still

her. She walked toward it,

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here. I’ll talk to

about my dad, please

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