Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla) novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138 

“Or do you think your apology is worth that much, Mr. Genge?” 

Everyone turned to the door as Damoh walked in with Lincoln Gunton, the host of the charity event. 

Lincoln wore a smile, but Damon’s demeanor was icy, exuding an unwelcoming aura. 

Tom’s gaze darkened. If only Clark had been present, he might have been able to resolve the situation amicably. With Damon involved, however, things were likely to become much more complicated. 

Clark’s expression was also grim. Nyla had almost agreed to his suggestion, but Damon’s arrival threatened to jeopardize the Sumner Group’s cooperation with Gen Pharma. 

“Mr. Damon, this was Jacqueline’s mistake. I’ve assured you that she will apologize and compensate Mrs. Sumner in any way possible,” Tom said, hoping to show respect to the Sumners. 

He knew that if things escalated further, it would reflect poorly on everyone involved. 

Damon stopped a few steps away, his gaze frosty enough to freeze someone in place. “If Jacqueline had been falsely accused of theft today, would you accept just a simple apology and some token compensation? If that’s your standard, I’ll make sure she experiences. exactly what Nyla went through.” 

Before Tom could respond, a dozen men in black swiftly entered the room and surrounded Jacqueline. 

The onlookers quickly stepped back, not wanting to be caught in the middle of the unfolding drama. 

“Damon, what do you mean by this?” Tom demanded. 

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Damon’s smile lacked warmth. “If Ms. Rainford doesn’t kneel and apologize as promised, I’ll have her stripped right here and now so she can experience the humiliation she deserves.” 

Surrounded by the men in black, Jacqueline paled with fear. “Tom… 

save me… 

The thought of being stripped in public was more terrifying than death. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at Tom, her face etched with dread. 

Tom’s expression turned dark, and he leered at Damon with barely. contained rage. “Damon, must you go this far?” 

“Your woman tried to frame a member of the Sumners, and now you blame me for being harsh? Don’t you feel ashamed?” Damon snapped. 

Tom sneered. “Even Ms. Jayston’s husband agreed to my solution. Who are you to interfere?” 

Damon turned to Nyla and asked coldly, “Do you accept Tom’s proposal?” 

Knowing that Damon was standing up for her, Nyla replied firmly, “I don’t. I want Ms. Rainford to keep her word.” 

“You heard her,” Damon said, turning to Jacqueline. His icy gaze made her shiver. “Ms. Rainford, you have ten seconds to decide–kneel or strip. Your choice.” 

Tom’s anger anger 

boiled over. “Damon, don’t think you can do whatever you want in Saintornia. If you anger the Rainfords and Genges, you won’t have an easy time.” 

“Five seconds,” Damon counted.