Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Sensing that Nyla was about to refuse, Damon pressed further, "I'll drive you, or you can stay at my place. Your choice." "I'll call Valarie first," Nyla replied.

She quickly dialed Valarie and briefly explained what had happened, asking if she could stay at her place for a few days.

Valarie, furious, immediately offered to come pick her up.

Just as Nyla was about to agree, Damon calmly took the phone from her hand.

"It's too late for that. I'll take Nyla over. You don't need to come," he said firmly.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Valarie's voice came through, much louder. "Damon, why are you at Nyla's place?!"

Damon ignored her question. "Just send me the address, Ms. Weir. I'll take care of it."

He hung up and handed the phone back to Nyla, his expression calm. "Go pack your things."

Nyla pressed her lips together as if she wanted to say something. Seeing the calm determination in Damon's eyes, she took the phone and nodded before heading into the bedroom. Less than ten minutes later, she emerged with a small bag.

at the bag, which clearly contained no more than a few outfits. "That's

a

he said, reaching out to take the bag

back. "No need, I've

didn't insist. He turned

the way to Valarie's place, Damon reminded Nyla that she could

I expect the issue with the data leak to be resolved within two weeks, so try not to worry,"

before asking, "Will Prospectus Technology sue

he can come up with compensation, there might be a settlement," Damon

on Nyla, she wasn't

en

pay, will he go to prison?"

to look at her. "If he can't pay, then yes, he'll likely face prison time." Nyla's hands clenched tightly in her lap, and her

and frowned. "Are you worried about

at all. If he ends up in prison, it's his own fault. I just... never thought things would get to this