Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex (Nyla and Clark) novel Chapter 189

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 189**

Damon squinted, his brow furrowing slightly as he processed the conversation. Clark’s reluctance to return to the Sumner Group was palpable, an undercurrent of defiance that both irritated and intrigued him.

“I’m currently in a meeting, Clark. I’ll clarify everything later tonight,” Damon said, his voice steady yet laced with an edge of urgency.

With Nyla and Clark still married, the last thing Damon wanted was for the Sumners to catch wind of his growing affection for her. Though he had been the first to fall for Nyla, he knew all too well how the Sumners would twist the narrative, portraying her as the temptress who had ensnared him.

Richard, on the other end of the line, offered no words of encouragement or understanding before abruptly ending the call.

Damon turned to Spencer, who stood nearby, and instructed him in a hushed tone, “Locate Clark and bring him to my office after the meeting concludes.”

The meeting dragged on longer than Damon had anticipated, stretching over two grueling hours. Each passing minute felt like an eternity, filled with mundane discussions that tested his patience.

When he finally declared the meeting adjourned, a wave of relief washed over the department managers, their shoulders visibly relaxing as they gathered their belongings.

As he stepped into his office, his eyes narrowed, hardening at the sight of Clark sprawled casually on the couch, an air of arrogance radiating from him.

The atmosphere thickened, charged with tension that felt almost suffocating.

Damon took a seat across from Clark, his voice icy as he declared, “No matter what you tell your grandfather, I refuse to let go of Nyla.”

Clark’s lips curled into a smirk, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Uncle Damon, your determination is irrelevant to me. I’m not divorcing her, so your hopes of being with her are futile.”

Damon’s expression darkened, his resolve firm. “Your decision to divorce is not yours alone to make.”

A flicker of sarcasm ignited in Clark’s gaze. “If it’s not up to me, then it certainly isn’t up to you either. Now that I’ve distanced myself from the Sumner Group, you can’t wield that as a weapon against me. What leverage do you have to force me into a divorce?”

Clark had no intention of severing ties with Nyla; instead, he relished the thought of flaunting their relationship in Damon’s face, a twisted game of power that he intended to win.

Valarie’s eyes widened in surprise. “Mr. Sumner, if I recall correctly, Nyla is currently working at… Wouldn’t it be simpler for you to give it to her directly?”

Damon nodded, his expression unyielding. “Indeed, but there are reasons preventing me from doing so myself. I trust you can keep this confidential.”

“May I ask why?” Valarie’s curiosity piqued; she couldn’t help but wonder about the gravity of the situation.

“Ms. Weir, I cannot disclose the specifics. However, if she chooses to share the details with you upon receiving the file, you will understand the necessity. If you agree to assist me, I will owe you a favor,” Damon replied, his tone earnest.

Valarie accepted the file, a smile breaking across her face. “Forget about the favor. I heard that when I was in a coma after my fall at the hotel, it was you who called for help and ensured I got to the hospital. You also uncovered the truth about Jacqueline’s involvement. Consider this my way of repaying you.”

“Thank you, Ms. Weir,” Damon acknowledged, a flicker of gratitude flashing in his eyes.

“However, this file must hold significant importance. If Nyla inquires about its origin, what should I tell her?” Valarie pressed, her brow furrowing slightly as she sought clarity.