Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 665

Mockery flashed in Nyla's eyes. "You call being in his 30s young? That's more like being a man-child."

If it weren't for Cindy constantly cleaning up Clark's mess, he wouldn't have become increasingly reckless, ultimately resorting to kidnapping others.

Cindy continued to plead, "Ms. Kinsey... if you could just let Clark go—"

Nyla interrupted her, "I won't let him off. He's currently in police custody, and kidnapping is a criminal offense that can't be dismissed."

"All you have to do is write a forgiveness letter, and the judge will definitely show leniency," Cindy insisted.

"Would you offer that to someone who tried to kill Clark?" Nyla retorted.

Cindy froze.

After several seconds, she mumbled, "But... you two were once in love and married for a few years... Why act so ruthlessly? He just made a momentary mistake..." "Save that for the police. Let's see if they'll believe you," Nyla said, turning away as she left.

Cindy wanted to chase after her, but Cyrus stopped her. "It's pointless to go after her. She hates Clark so much right now that she'll never agree to a forgiveness letter." "But aside from pleading with Nyla, we have no other options," Cindy replied.

Cyrus' expression darkened as he said, "No, there's one other way."

is it?" Cindy

hands on Dad's inheritance and then leave

"What do you mean, Cyrus?! You don't plan on

already involved. What more can I do? And don't forget, Damon

to help the person he targets? Right now, it's a miracle that we can still

let's just pretend he

against his advice, things wouldn't have ended

the face, trembling with anger. "Cyrus, I misjudged you! You're so heartless! Since you don't plan to care about Clark anymore, let's cut all ties and never speak again!" "Fine, let's cut all ties! I'm

at his retreating figure, her eyes

...

her arms the moment she

I missed you so

softened. Ever since the kidnapping, he had been

en

suddenly gone out,

egg tart she had hidden behind her

"Didn't you say you wanted an egg tart? I went to get you one." "You're the best,

the egg tart and walked toward

cheerful steps, Nyla

head back to her room, her phone suddenly