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.

eyes. "Uncle Damon, if I hadn't done this, you wouldn't

giving you three seconds to let her go. Otherwise, I'll

you can make in a negotiation is acting rashly. Revealing your hand too early only puts

you want?" Damon

should already know what I want.

if they agree to drop the matter, Prospectus Technology

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

up, Damon looked up at Clark with a steely gaze. "Now,

a rush, Uncle Damon. My secretary will call me

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

phone rang. He did not answer it, merely

"Uncle

Nyla is very important to

he was smiling, there was no

hear any of this

his hand

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