Chasing the Unexpected (Nyla)

Chapter 130

Nyla widened her eyes and quickly asked, “Which bar are you at?”

“The one on Tancy Street, where we went before. Are you coming?” Valarie asked.

“Yes,” Nyla answered, hung up, and hurriedly changed clothes to go out.

As Nyla started the car, she hesitated. She worried that showing up might escalate the situation, especially since she wasn’t sure if Damon had hit Clark because of her. If it was for another reason, her presence would be pointless and embarrassing.

Nyla doubted Damon would do anything for her after their fallout at the Sumner residence.

After calming herself, Nyla’decided against going.

Just as she returned to her bedroom, her phone rang. It was Valarie. Nyla, I was wrong. Damon wasn’t trying to purge. He was standing up for Erin, who had a conflict with Jordyn at the mall earlier.”

Nyla gripped her phone with a bitter smile. It was a good thing she hadn’t rushed over–she would have made a fool of herself.

“I see,” she replied.

Valarie continued. “But do you think Damon and Erin are dating? He seemed pretty protective of her.”

Nyla looked down, her expression indifferent. “Maybe. I don’t know.”

When are you coming over? I still need to grill you about moving back in. You can’t just brush

not coming over anymore. I’m tired today. Let’s talk later,” Nyla said and hurriedly ended the

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about Damon. He and Erin were both single and well–matched. A woman like Erin seemed

bar’s private room, holding an ice pack and intending to apply it to Damon’s hand, but he pulled

contrast to the impulsiveness he had shown when hitting Clark. He

past few days, Erin had gotten a sense of Damon’s personality and reluctantly handed him the

impulsive. I was fine, and it was Mr. Clark’s secretary who offended me.

seem like someone who acted on impulse. His actions felt more

defense.

deserved it. He

in his words, Erin was about to probe further when the private room

Hulle,

aside her questions and smiled at the newcomer. “We were early. Please,

her. She frowned, turned on the

apt

door without moving.

I need to talk to you.” Clark’s

or change