Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex (Nyla and Clark) novel Chapter 1156

Chapter 1156

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Emerald put down the documents in her hand and narrowed her eyes. “Who told you that?”

Nyla stared at her coldly. “Does it really matter who told me? If you’re not going to follow through on what we agreed upon, then I won’t stay here and be your puppet.”

Emerald met Nyla’s icy gaze, laughed mockingly, and leaned back in her chair, a trace of ridicule flashing through her eyes. “You think you have a choice?”

From the moment Nyla agreed to come to Meristate, she had lost all say in the matter. Any bargaining power she thought she had was nothing more than an illusion.

Emerald had never intended to keep her promise.

Why would she provide resources to strengthen Damon’s company, only for him to use them against her in the future? That would be nothing short of insanity–nurturing her own enemy.

As for Nyla, whether she liked it or not, she had to obey. There was no other option.

Nyla studied Emerald for a moment, then nodded. “Alright, I understand.”

With that, she turned and left without another word.

Emerald’s expression remained unreadable as she watched Nyla’s retreating figure, her eyes dark and

calculating.

Back in her room, Nyla took out her phone and sent a message to Damon.

He didn’t respond immediately.

She wasn’t in a rush. Instead, she opened her laptop and began researching the Nixons.

Over an hour later, Damon finally replied.

It was just one word.

Damon: [Okay.]

Nyla deleted their conversation history and continued reading.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, a maid knocked on her door, calling her to dinner.

When Nyla entered the dining room, she noticed a new face alongside Emerald, Alexander, and Delia,

whom she had met earlier that day–a young man about Delia’s age.

Nyla recognized him immediately. She had seen his picture before.

It was Emerald’s son, Brian Nixon.

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The dining table was massive.

Miyle set in the only remaining set with set tableware, keeping her gaze down and ignoring both Brian’s inquisitive stares and Delia’s barely concealed hostiley

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Emerald shot her a cold glance. Seeing that she was at least behaving herself, she sad indifferently.” Serve the food”

During dinner, Delia, Brian, Alexander, and Emerald engaged in lively conversation, making the dring atmosphere warm and harmonious,

From the way Emerald spoke to them, Nyle could tell–she genuinely loved her nephew and her own t younger children.

Nyla quietly ate her meal.

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