**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**
**Chapter 100**
-25 Borius
As soon as Damon confirmed his agreement, a radiant smile spread across Erin’s face, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she prepared to unleash her mockery upon Nyla. The atmosphere around them crackled with tension, and Erin could hardly contain her excitement.
But before her words could take flight, Melody interjected with unexpected fervor. “Ms. Hulle, you’re mistaken about one thing. Nyla is not only beautiful; she is also incredibly capable. It’s not something that can simply be envied.” Her voice was clear and strong, cutting through the air like a knife.
Erin’s expression faltered, momentarily frozen in disbelief as a flicker of anger danced in her eyes. She huffed in response, the sound escaping her lips like a deflated balloon. “I never claimed that Ms. Nyla lacked capability—only that her looks afford her numerous advantages.” The disdain in her tone was unmistakable.
Nyla, weary of Erin’s thinly veiled jabs, felt a surge of determination swell within her. She decided it was time to voice her thoughts, to stand her ground. Turning to Erin, she spoke firmly, “You assert that my appearance grants me benefits, but isn’t it true that your family background provides you with ample advantages as well? If it didn’t, you wouldn’t be sitting here enjoying lunch with Ms. Summer, now would you?” Her words were sharp, laden with the weight of truth.
Life had never been fair, and the insatiable desire for more often stemmed from a place of greed. Nyla felt a sense of satisfaction as Erin’s face contorted, the color draining from it, revealing an ugly shade of defeat.
With resolve, Nyla gathered her tray and stood up, announcing decisively, “I’m finished here. Enjoy your meal.” The finality in her voice echoed around the table.
Melody, sensing the tension, quickly rose to follow her. “Nyla, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken so hastily. If I hadn’t allowed them to sit with us, none of this would have unfolded,” she said, her voice laced with regret.
Nyla waved her hand dismissively, “Don’t worry about it.” She appreciated Melody’s concern but felt a sense of liberation in her choice to walk away.
Erin, however, was relentless, searching for any opportunity to provoke Nyla further. Even if they hadn’t agreed to let them join, Erin would have lingered nearby, seeking another way to irritate her. Initially, Nyla had thought Erin and Damon were a compatible pair, but now she couldn’t shake the feeling that Erin was beneath him. Still, the possibility that Damon might choose to marry Erin loomed over her thoughts, reminding her that it wasn’t her place to intervene.
“Ms. Hulle, I suggest you consider your words carefully. If you don’t, the consequences may be more than you can handle,” he warned, rising abruptly and departing with an air of finality.
Once Damon left the cafeteria, Erin felt the oppressive weight lifting, and she exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. But surrender was not in her nature. After years of searching for a man she could genuinely connect with, she was not about to give up without a fight.
Nyla and Damon were mere obstacles in her path, but she still believed she had a chance!
As she recalled the furious expression on Dylan’s face as he stormed out, a smirk crept across Erin’s lips, and a plan began to form in her mind.
Meanwhile, back in his office, Damon issued a cold command, “Investigate a Dylan Lomas within our company.” His voice was devoid of warmth, signaling that he meant business.

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