When Damon arrived at Nyla's place, it was already an hour later.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Nyla looked up at him with reddened eyes. "Uncle Damon, can you help me find a place to stay? If I look for one myself, Clark might continue to harass me."

Upon seeing the hint of vulnerability in her eyes, Damon's gaze hardened. "Did Clark come by earlier?"

Nyla nodded. "Yes. I don't know where he got the keys, but he just walked in."

"Alright. I'll handle the rental. Do you need help with the divorce?" Damon asked.

Nyla looked down. "The divorce should be happening soon."

"Got it," Damon replied.

Noticing Damon's gaze resting on her, Nyla nervously clenched her hands and mustered the courage to look up at him. "If that's all, and since it's getting late, I'll see you out." Damon stood up. "No need. Get some rest."

After leaving the neighborhood, Damon called Spencer. "Clark broke into Nyla's place tonight. Did the two people I asked you to arrange not notice anything?"

made Damon frown. With Clark expelled from the Sumner Group, who knew what

I'll find out what happened right

with new ones. Also, find a place to

it immediately," Spencer

put his phone down and drummed his fingers absently on the steering wheel. The dim light in the car made his stern face appear

a call from the authentication center. After

"Nyla,

me. Don't you

was silence on the

few seconds, Clark spoke quietly. "I already apologized last night. You used to never

because I

you felt you could hurt me repeatedly. But I don't

Bring your ID,

we'll

today," Nyla

you'd think about what i proposed. Why the

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