Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing Nyla's indifferent gaze, Damon realized that continuing the discussion tonight would be futile.

"Then get some rest. We'll talk again tomorrow," he said.

"There's no need to talk, Mr. Sumner. Please don't come back to disturb my peaceful life," Nyla replied coldly.

The chill, combined with a hint of disdain in Nyla's eyes, struck Damon like a heavy blow, leaving his face pale.

"Then I'll... leave for now. If you feel unwell, just call me," he offered.

Nyla did not respond. She simply walked to the door and opened it.

Damon pressed his lips together, standing in the living room for a moment before sighing and leaving.

After closing the door, Nyla leaned against it, exhaling softly as her emotions churned.

Downstairs, Damon's face was stormy with anger.

"Bring Rebecca to me!" he roared.

hour later, two men in black suits

sofa, his gaze cold and filled

this before and was trembling

now is being

pale, tears welling up in her eyes. "Damon... do you really

don't hate you. I just find you disgusting,"

a knife to Rebecca's heart. She bit her lip hard, tasting blood but

men in black forced Rebecca to sit opposite Damon, where a document lay on

you nothing," Damon stated.

back and shaking

you to sign it. If you don't, don't ever use the favor you did for me back

en

were unconscious, falling countless times and getting injured. Now, just because I drugged

"Do you know what happened

only reason Rebecca was

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No matter how significant the favor was, using