Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 872

With a final scornful look, Nathaniel strode away.

Rebecca stared at his back, her eyes burning with hatred. He despised her, but she felt no less resentment toward him.

Every day she endured his torment, desperate to escape this life. If she could go back, she'd never have let Nathaniel into her life.

When Nathaniel returned to his study, he immediately called Damon to recount everything Rebecca had just told him.

"Sounds like Drake might not have any ill intentions toward Nyla," he ventured.

Damon tapped rhythmically on his desk, his eyes cast down. "Thanks, but this doesn't really add up to what I need."

Nathaniel knew Rebecca's vague answers were hardly useful, so he said, "I wasn't planning to get anything out of this. I'll get Rebecca to reach out to Drake again, see if we can dig deeper. Then we'll talk." "Sure," Damon answered.

Damon hung up and set his phone down, a cold glint in his eyes. He only wanted peace with Nyla, yet trouble seemed to find them again and again.

If that were the case, he'd just have to eliminate each disturbance as it arose.

midnight by the

serene in the soft lamplight. Hearing the door, she looked

all done?" she

"Mm. Why're you

was waiting for you,"

filled Damon's heart. "Next time, don't wait. If I'm working too late, I'll sleep in the

soft as

"All right," Damon answered.

pajamas and headed into the

it on the nightstand. She reached for her phone, playing a quick game to pass the time. Soon, the water stopped, and Damon emerged in his pajamas, toweling his damp hair. Once he was done,

weight and the scent

it only half-dried.

you might catch someoV

seeing the concern in Nyla's

hairdryer and motioned for Damon to sit

fingers through his hair, the hairdryer buzzed quietly