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!"

door handle, her heart racing as she heard his footsteps behind her.

away, but her wrist was caught, and she

please let me

her distant gaze. "Try calling me 'Mr. Sumner' one

Her voice

could finish, Damon's kiss

her face away, his lips

The humiliation was overwhelming. Damon clearly saw her resistance but still showed

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

want nothing more to do with you, you still do whatever you

her tears swirled in her

of regret and pain, more intense than when she

I'm sorry," he

to wipe the tears from her eyes,

you wouldn't

but seeing Clark's

realized he was truly in

her isn't real," he tried to

in his eyes, Nyla's expression turned cynical. She coldly looked away. "Whether it's

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