Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Upon seeing Nyla, Damon tightened his grip on his pen, his knuckles turning white. Coldly, he replied, "No, I don't like greasy food."

He refocused on the documents, his frown revealing how upset he was. It would take a fool not to recognize that Damon was angry with her. Nyla bit her lip and took a deep breath before entering the study. As she approached, Damon looked up and snapped, "I'm working. Get out!"

His icy gaze froze her in place, and her face paled slightly.

Sumner, are you still upset about last night?" she asked.

Damon shot her a cold look. "No. Can you leave now?"

Nyla didn't budge, forcing herself to meet his gaze. "But... your attitude is making me anxious. Did I do something wrong?"

Damon scoffed. "Anxious? What do you have to be anxious about?"

If it weren't for Luca's investigation, he wouldn't have believed that the person behind Stephen was her.

He had just started to feel

something for her, only to discover she was using Stephen and Prestige Corp to scheme against him. He felt utterly deceived.

Nyla took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Sumner, even if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to take it

out on me."

"Do you really not know why I'm angry?" Damon asked.

Under Damon's sharp gaze, Nyla felt a shiver run through her.

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"Mr. Sumner, I really don't know," she answered.

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Seeing her reaction, Damon felt his last glimmer of hope extin