Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla) novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 

+25 BONUS 

This had only caused the Sumners to treat Nyla with even more disregard. 

Nyla had endured their behavior before because she had expectations for Clark. Now that her love for him was gone, tolerating it would reduce her to nothing more than a doormat. 

She smiled and replied, “Getting a divorce is still better than never get What do you think, Aunt Anne?” 

married. 

Anne’s face immediately darkened, her gaze sharp as daggers. “Say that again?!” 

Anne had once been in a relationship and waited for that man after their breakup. Now, approaching 40 and still unmarried, it had become a sore spot for her. No one dared to mention it in her presence. 

Márie also felt offended. Since Nyla had previously confronted her, Marie had 

harbored resentment. She had hoped Nyla would eventually apologize, but instead of showing remorse, Nyla had begun criticizing Anne! 

Cindy looked at Nyla with surprise and suspicion. Was Nyla out of her mind to say something like that? 

Nyla maintained a calm smile. “Aunt Anne, repeating it won’t change anything. Besides, I adhere to the principle of not offending others unless they offend me first. As a Sumner, you should understand that well 

“Enough!” Marie’s voice turned cold. “It’s my birthday party today. Do you have to cause trouble and make things unpleasant?” 

Nyla remained indifferent. Was she really the one making the family uncomfortable, or was it Anne’s provocative comment? 

“Grandma, you’re right. Since Aunt Anne doesn’t like me, I’ll leave and not trouble her further. It would be embarrassing for the Sumners if a scene were to occur in front of the guests,” Nyla said as she excused herself. 

With that, she turned and walked away. She had no patience to stay and endure the harassment from these women, as flattering them offered her no benefit. 

On the second floor, Cyrus watched Nyla leave with a calculating gaze. He turned to 

a nearby attendant and asked coldly, “How are the preparations going?” 

“They’re all set, but… doing so might…” the attendant murmured. 

“No might Cyrus out him off sharply, emphasizing each word “Tonight’s plan must succeed. Follow my instructions, or you know the consequences.” 

The threat in his tone made the attendant trembles slightly. He quickly nodded and hurried away 

After walling for over half an hour, Damon finally arrived. 

Cyrus smirked as he descended the stairs. 

After Damon spoke with Marie and turned to find a place to rest, a glass of red wine was handed to him. 

“Damon, what have you been up to lately? I’ve had my secretary trying to set up a meeting with you, but we haven’t managed to connect,” Cyrus greeted