Chapter 526
Trading My Ex for His Uncle
Nyla froze for a moment and turned to Damon. âNo⦠Why would you say that, Mr. Sumner?â
Damonâs dark eyes, filled with an unreadable emotion, locked onto hers. âIf thatâs not the case, why are you sitting so far away from me, Ms. Kinsey?â
Nyla stiffened and quickly sat up straight, lowering her gaze. âI just didnât want to disturb your work.â
As Nyla adjusted her posture, the distance between them shortened considerably.
She placed her hands neatly on her lap, her gaze fixed downward, looking remarkably obedient.
Damon set his document down, recalling how he had seen her smiling while talking to the man in the car that day. Yet whenever she was around him, it s Did he really look that scary?
The rest of the drive to Prospectus Technologyâs branch office was spent in silence.
When they finally arrived, Nyla let out a small sigh of relief as she stepped out of the car. She had been tense throughout the ride, completely unlike her Luca smiled at her. âThis way, Ms. Kinsey.â
Following him through several turns, Nyla was led into a large conference room, where approximately 80 Prospectus Technology employees were already seated.
Having given plenty of lectures before, Nyla felt unfazed standing in front of a crowd. She approached the podium and began sharing her research and t The seminar lasted over three hours, concluding with a round of enthusiastic applause. Some attendees even recorded the entire talk to review later.
Before long, the video spread throughout Prospectus Technologyâs internal network, eventually catching Spencerâs attention. Recognizing Nyla, he stare Wasnât she supposed to be dead? How was she suddenly reappearing after five years? And if she was at Prospectus Technology, did that mean she had Spencerâs mind raced as he immediately called Luca.
Meanwhile, Erin also came across the video.
Using her status as Damonâs fiancee, she had built connections within Prospectus Technology, and one of the employees trying to curry favor had sent t When she saw Nyla, her face twisted with anger. This woman just wouldnât stay dead!
She needed to ensure that Nyla would never appear in front of Damon again.
Just as Nyla was preparing to leave after the seminar, she received a call from the nanny. Mason had fallen and cut his headâit might need stitches. They were on their way to the hospital.
Her face turned pale with worry, and she quickly rushed toward the exit.
It was rush hour, and after ten minutes of trying to hail a ride, she still hadnât managed to get one.
Just as panic began to set in, Damonâs car pulled up beside her.
The passengerâside window rolled down, and Luca looked over at her. âMs. Kinsey, where are you headed? We can give you a ride.â
In Nylaâs anxious state, she didnât have time to think it over. She opened the door and got into the passenger seat, saying, âMr. Fleming, I need to go to F As she buckled her seatbelt, she suddenly became aware of the presence behind her. Seeing Damon in the back seat made her face go pale, and her hands shook slightly.
Nyla said quickly, âMr. Fleming, actually, I should probably take a cab. I donât want to inconvenience Mr. Sumner. I know heâs very busy.â
She hurriedly began to unbuckle her seatbelt, but before she could open the door, Damonâs voice came from the back.
âIâm not busy this evening. You seem to be in a hurryâ
must be family or a friend at the hospital. Luca, take Ms. Kinsey where she needs to go.â His tone was calm but carried an undeniable authority.
âUnderstood,â Luca replied as he locked the doors and hit the gas, pulling away without hesitation.