Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing Clark's pleading look, Nyla wondered how he had the nerve to seek her out. And to ask her to help for the sake of the love they once shared?

If she could go back in time, she would have thrown the flowers right back at him and told him to get lost when he confessed his feelings.

"I can't help you. You caused this, and you should face the consequences," she said.

She brushed past him and headed for the elevator.

Nyla had barely taken two steps when he grabbed her hand.

Clark's eyes were bloodshot, and his once-handsome face was contorted with rage, making him look somewhat terrifying.

"Nyla, are you really this heartless? When we divorced, you took over 700,000 dollars from me, and now you won't even ask Damon for help? I'll ask you one more time: Are you going to help me or not?!" Clark's eyes were wide with resentment, and his breathing was ragged.

Nyla's heart sank.

Clark was clearly agitated. Who knew what he might do if she refused?

"Fine... I'll talk to him for you. Just calm down..." she coaxed.

Clark hesitated, skeptical. "Really?"

Nyla nodded, trying to keep him calm.

I'll go see him right now," she

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