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 Rebecca into Damon's

on the sofa, his gaze cold

had never seen him like this before and was trembling with fear. Her voice quivered as she

the biggest regret I have now is being with

in her eyes. "Damon... do you really hate

hate you. I just find you disgusting,"

a knife to Rebecca's heart. She

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

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

sign it!" she cried, shrinking back and

sign it. If you don't, don't ever use the favor you

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you 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 tonight, you

know what happened to people

only reason Rebecca

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there was because of the favor she had done for him. No matter how significant the favor was, using it as a shield for