Chapter 229

Nyla's voice was gentle yet resolute.

Damon knew her well enough to understand that once she made up her mind, no one could change it. Thus, he didn't press the matter further.

As they arrived at the restaurant entrance, they ran into Clark and Jordyn.

The moment Clark saw Nyla and Damon together, his expression turned cold.

"Uncle Damon, why are you here alone with Nyla?" Clark asked icily.

"Thelped her out with something, and she's treating me to dinner to thank me. Is that a problem? Or are you just eager to provide the tabloids with more material? Perhaps you want to give the paparazzi more evidence of your affair?" Damon retorted.

Clark sneered. This restaurant was one of the most private in the city- only the wealthy and influential dined there. The paparazzi wouldn't

dare to invade this space.

"Since we've run into each other, why don't we all have dinner together?" Clark suggested.

Damon shot him a frosty glance. "Sitting your pregnant mistress at the same table as your wife-only you would think of that."

Clark's expression darkened. He wouldn't have suggested it if he wasn't so keen on preventing them from spending time alone together. Before he could say anything, Jordyn jumped in.

"Ms. Jayston, I don't mind joining you for dinner. After all, I'm not that petty," she said.

hadn't intended to engage with

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do you have to be petty? Is it

glared at

time on them, Nýla turned to Damon." Uncle Damon, shall we

moved to stop them, but Jordyn held him back.

Everyone dining there held

status in the city.

public confrontation could easily turn

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you

here, we wouldn't be in

mess!"

Nyla have

darkened further, fury flickering in his

Throughout the meal, Clark

barely engaging in. Jordyn's attempts at conversation. When they

he arranged

home while he waited outside the restaurant

hour, just as his patience was wearing thin, Nyla and

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