Although Clark was holding Nyla, her displeasure was evident.

Clearly, she was unhappy with the situation. Additionally, his hand was concealed inside her coat, which seemed highly suspicious. "What are you doing here?" Damon demanded.

His cold gaze settled on Clark as he tapped lightly on the desk, emanating an oppressive aura.

Clark leaned closer to Nyla and whispered, "Speak."

His hand, hidden behind Nyla, shifted slightly, causing her to go rigid.

At that moment, Damon finally realized what felt so off.

His eyes turned icy as he fixed his sharp gaze on Clark. It was as if it could cut through him at any moment.

"Clark, it seems you really want to join your father!" Damon threatened.

Intimidated by Damon's aura, Clark's hand on Nyla's waist trembled.

took a deep breath and forced himself to meet Damon's eyes. "Uncle Damon, if I

let her go. Otherwise, I'll ensure you understand the meaning

a negotiation is acting rashly. Revealing

you want?"

I want. Why bother asking?"

picked up the internal line. "Contact the individuals in charge of the contracts Clark stole. Tell them that if they

hadn't expected Damon to make such a decisive move on her behalf. She was overwhelmed with

hanging up, Damon looked up at Clark with a steely gaze. "Now, will you let her

a rush, Uncle Damon. My secretary will call me when

cold. If Clark weren't hisz nephew, and if anyone else dared to threaten him like this, Damon would

He did not answer it,

"Uncle Damon, you

seems Nyla is very important

smiling, there was no warmth in his

don't want to hear any of this

and removed his hand from

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