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.

men in black suits brought

sofa, his gaze cold and

trembling

biggest regret I have now is being with you back

tears welling up in her eyes. "Damon...

hate you. I just find you disgusting," he

eyes was like a knife to Rebecca's heart. She bit her lip

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

I owe you nothing," Damon stated. Even without opening it, Rebecca could

I won't sign it!" she cried, shrinking back and

cold. "I advise you to sign it. If you don't, don't ever use the favor you did for me back then as

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can't do this to me!" Rebecca said, looking up at him. "Damon, I carried you down the mountain when you were unconscious, falling countless times and getting injured. Now, just because I drugged you

what happened to people who drugged me

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him. No matter how significant the favor was, using it as