Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing Nyla's sadness, Damon wanted to pull her into his arms. However, as soon as he touched her, she stepped back.

A flicker of disappointment crossed his eyes as he noticed how she deliberately kept her distance.

"You should head home for now. I've asked Spencer to investigate, and I'll let you know when we have results," he said. "Alright," Nyla answered.

She walked out of Prospectus Technology and saw Gabriel standing by her car, clearly waiting for her. She quickly approached, her attitude as cold as ever. "Do you need something?" "Nyla, have you figured it out?" Gabriel asked.

Nyla looked up at him. "Figured out what?"

"Nothing," he replied.

His gentle facade only made Nyla feel more disgusted. He clearly despised her, yet continued to put on this act. She almost pitied him for how hard he tried.

"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving," she said.

Gabriel nodded. "Alright."

As Nyla's car disappeared from sight, Gabriel finally looked away, got into his vehicle, and headed toward the police station.

...

rang unexpectedly. She opened the door

Sumner, has Spencer found anything?"

opened, Damon caught the

making

pressed her lips

that she wasn't going to invite him, Damon raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I haven't

it so clear, it would be rude for

she agreed, stepping aside to let him in. She handed him a new pair of slippers

followed her, curiosity flickering

entered, with the living room and dining area. straight ahead. The bathroom

wasn't large, but

vase with a few yellow roses sat on the coffee table, their buds just beginning to bloom. Drops of water elung to the

couple of soft, cloud-shaped pillows on top,

in before turning

was slicing potatoes while a pot of chicken simmered on the stove, steam rising in gentle

sleeves, and walked into the kitchen. "Let me

surprised but shook her head. "No need. I can handle

her to object, took the knife from her and began slicing the

and precision than she had,