Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 

Damon had helped Nyla countless times, always rescuing her when she was in danger. 

How could she not have feelings for him? But what good would that do her? 

There was no chance for them. They couldn’t even overcome the obstacle of societal judgment. Besides, she was still married to Clark. 

Taking a deep breath, Nyla looked at Damon and spoke slowly. “Mr. Sumner, I want to apologize because you have helped me so much, and I want a chance to repay you. As for Clark, he cheated on me first. Naturally, I wouldn’t apologize to Jacqueline on his behalf.” 

Damon’s gaze grew icy as he looked at Nyla. “I understand, Ms. Jayston. Please leave. Prospectus Technology hasn’t reached the point where it needs to send a woman to the Rainfords to apologize.” 

He didn’t look at her again and resumed reading his document. 

Seeing his cold demeanor, Nyla felt a sharp pang in her heart and bit her lip. “Mr. Sumner, if there’s anything you need, you can have Mr. Hogg contact me anytime.” 

Damon didn’t respond, his expression growing even colder. 

Not expecting a reply, Nyla turned and left. 

Back at the lab, Melody looked at her with confusion. “Nyla, are you in some kind of trouble? Maybe I can help if you tell me.” 

Nyla shook her head and forced a smile. “No. I just didn’t sleep well last night, so I’m a bit tired.” 

Melody frowned. Nyla had been fine until just before lunch when she 

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mentioned several companies terminating their contracts with Prospectus Technology. 

Could it be that she was worried about how the company’s potential downfall might affect her job? 

The more Melody thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. 

She tried to comfort Nyla. “Nyla, as a fellow worker, I understand your worries. But don’t stress. Prospectus Technology is a huge company. It won’t go under because a few companies terminated their contracts. At most, they’ll lose a few million.” 

Just as Nyla was about to speak, her phone rang. She saw the number and a glint appeared in her eyes. She excused herself, saying, “I need to take this call.” 

She went to the stairwell and answered. “So, any progress?” 

A deep male voice responded from the other end. “Yes, let’s discuss it tonight. I’ll send you the address.” 

Since now wasn’t a good time for Nyla to talk, she replied softly, “Okay.” After ending the call, she quickly received a text message. 

At 8:00 p.m., Nyla walked into a bar named Just One and asked the server to take her to Room 7, which had been reserved. 

Her contact was already waiting and smiled when he saw her. “Ms. Jayston, this is our first meeting. My name is Pete Monaghan. Please, have a seat.” 

Pete was the private investigator Nyla had hired, renowned in the 

industry for his ability to uncover anything once he set his mind to it. Previously a paparazzo, he had exposed several major scandals in the entertainment industry over the past year. 

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