Clark shook his head. "How could that be? I just hope you understand that someone with nothing can be fearless." He turned and left after speaking.

Back in the car, Clark shook his sleeve, and a knife fell out, its blade glinting coldly.

He picked it up and sneered. If Damon hadn't agreed earlier, this knife would have been pressed against Nyla's neck.

He wouldn't have done that unless absolutely necessary, though. After all, Nyla was once his wife.

...

Only Nyla and Damon remained in the office.

The room fell into silence, with neither of them speaking.

Nyla took a deep breath and looked at Damon. "Mr. Sumner, I'm really sorry about this morning. I didn't expect him to show up and use me to threaten you." Damon frowned. "You don't need to apologize for what Clark did."

Her pale face clearly indicated Clark's actions had shaken her..

"I also caused you trouble, and I appreciate you saving me. If there's nothing else, I'll get back to work now," Nyla added.

As she turned to leave, Damon's cold voice stopped her. "Wait!"

her heart racing as she heard his footsteps behind her.

and instinctively tried to push Damon away, but her

Sumner... please let

her distant gaze. "Try calling me 'Mr.

anger. Her voice turned

she could finish, Damon's kiss

turned her face away, his lips

her eyes. The humiliation was overwhelming. Damon clearly saw her

pressed her lips together and looked up at him, her voice steady. "Damon,

more to do with you, you still do whatever

tears swirled in her

and pain, more intense than when she had broken up with

I'm sorry,"

tears from her eyes, but she

really felt sorry, you wouldn't keep bothering me," Nyla

months, but

realized he was truly in

with her isn't

coldly looked away. "Whether it's real or not doesn't concern me. Please

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