Chasing the Unexpected (Nyla)

Damon frowned. “Get them removed immediately!”

“I’ve already sent security to handle it,” Spencer replied.

Just then, Spencer’s phone rang. After answering, his face turned grim.

“Mr. Sumner, Ms. Jayston was just attacked with paint while she was parking in the underground lot. She’s on her way to the hospital now,” Spencer reported.

Damon shot to his feet, his aura so frigid it seemed to freeze the air around him.

Spencer quickly followed, recognizing the tension in Damon’s jaw. He knew Damon was genuinely furious. However, he had to intervene. “Mr. Sumner, with the public already discussing you and Ms. Jayston, going to the hospital now and getting photographed could exacerbate the situation.”

Damon glared at him and spoke with icy resolve. “Have they apprehended the person who threw the paint?

“They have,” Spencer answered.

“Go to the police station and follow up. Check if they have any prior offenses. I don’t want them released again,” Damon instructed

“Yes, sir,” Spencer replied.

“I have to go to the hospital. Whether or not I get photographed, I won’t let anyone hurt her again,” Damon declared before brushing past Spencer and leaving.

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eyes filled with anger. She said coldly, “Damon, are you here to gloat over how badly you’ve hurt

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seems she doesn’t want to see you. You should just leave,”

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at her, saying nothing more, but his eyes

her issues with Damon.

her, frustration clear in her expression. “Aren’t you

arrived at the hospital, Nyla had been covered in paint. It had taken the doctors a long time to clean her up. Even after they finished,

home now. Thank

still angry but knew she couldn’t

coldly, “I’ll stay here by the door. Call me if

a surge of warmth and