Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 20

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**

After the phone connected, Nyla wasted no time and spoke with clarity, her voice firm. “I want to hire you to sell a house.”

“Certainly, Miss Nyla. May I ask which area the property is located in?” The real estate agent’s voice was smooth and professional, a tone that inspired confidence.

“Karlinan community.” Nyla glanced down at the property deed in her hand, feeling the weight of the decision she was making. The words felt heavy yet liberating.

A sudden silence enveloped the call for several seconds, and when the agent spoke again, there was a note of disbelief in his voice. “Miss Nyla, are you absolutely certain it’s a property in Karlinan?”

Nyla’s brow furrowed slightly, her heart racing. “Is there a problem?” she inquired, a hint of concern creeping into her tone.

“No problem at all, it’s just… Karlinan is renowned as one of the most luxurious apartment complexes in all of Los Angeles. Properties there are highly coveted and notoriously difficult to acquire. Only those with significant wealth and influence can afford to own real estate in that area.” The agent’s voice brimmed with excitement, as if he were sharing a secret. “Are you really sure you want to sell?”

“Absolutely certain,” Nyla replied without a moment’s hesitation, her resolve unwavering. “This is a friend’s property that I’m managing for them. I can offer you a 3% commission on the total sale price.”

The mention of the commission sent a spark of enthusiasm through the agent. “Wonderful! We’ll mobilize our most skilled team to handle this immediately. Please send me the specific address along with all related property information.”

With a swift motion, Nyla took a photograph of the property deed Clark had entrusted to her, sending it along with the door lock password to the eager agent. “I hope to sell quickly. We can adjust the price if necessary,” she added, feeling a mix of anticipation and urgency.

After hanging up, Nyla sank into her sofa, her mind racing with possibilities. What she didn’t anticipate was that just two hours later, her phone buzzed again.

“Miss Nyla, the property has already sold!” The agent’s voice crackled with excitement, each word punctuated by disbelief. “Although we priced it fifty thousand below market value, the buyer was incredibly decisive and has already transferred the full payment.”

Nyla felt a rush of adrenaline as she checked her banking app. The screen confirmed what she hoped to see: $7,500,000 had indeed been deposited into her account. Without wasting a second, she transferred the promised commission to the real estate agency, a satisfied smile creeping onto her face.

The agent on the other end of the transaction was practically beaming, his gratitude spilling over. “Miss Nyla, if you ever have any future real estate needs, please don’t hesitate to reach out to us!”

Once the property sale was finalized, Nyla wasted no time. She withdrew $50,000 and reached out to the most reputable private investigation firm in Los Angeles.

“Why would he want to review our experiments?” she asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.

“Prospectus Technology is one of our project’s largest investors,” Genevieve explained, her tone shifting to one of authority. “Mr. Summer has a keen interest in pharmaceutical research and wishes to personally assess our progress. You should come in early tomorrow and prepare all your experimental data and reports.”

“Understood. I’ll be ready,” Nyla nodded, determination settling in her chest.

After Genevieve walked away, Lucia, who had been eavesdropping from the corner, felt a flicker of malice spark in her eyes. She quickly retreated to the restroom and pulled out her phone, dialing Jordyn’s number.

“Jordyn, I have some exciting news,” Lucia whispered conspiratorially. “Tomorrow, Damon Summer is coming to our company’s laboratory, and Nyla is specifically responsible for presenting the progress report.”

Jordyn’s interest piqued instantly. “Really? This sounds like a perfect opportunity.”

“It seems we might finally have a chance to get back at her for what happened at the bar last time,” Lucia’s voice dripped with malicious satisfaction, reveling in the unfolding drama.