Chapter 550

Meeting Damon’s accusing gaze, Nyla felt a strange sense of amusement. He had been the one to force himself on her back then, and now, with his me “Mr. Sumner, you claim Buddy is your child. What evidence do you have?” she asked.

Damon’s demeanor turned icy. “The fact that he looks almost exactly like me is proof enough.”

Nyla smiled. “But a judge won’t rule you as Buddy’s father based solely on that.”

Her sarcastic smile darkened Damon’s expression. He grabbed her hand, his eyes cold. “Nyla, do I need to show you the paternity test results before yo Nyla pulled her hand away. “Mr. Sumner, if you had a paternity test, you wouldn’t be here talking to me.. You’d be at the courthouse filing a lawsuit, would Damon fell silent for a few moments, his voice tight with anger. “Don’t worry, you’ll soon receive a subpoena. I won’t let my child stay with a manipulative Nyla’s hands clenched at her sides, anger surging within her, nearly pushing her to the edge. But she should quickly regained her composure. “Mr. Sumner, instead of calling me manipulative, maybe you consider whether you’re being paranoid.”

Just as Damon was about to retort, a flicker of a memory crossed his mind.

The moment he tried to grasp it, it slipped away. It felt eerily familiar as if he had experienced it before. Yet, his memory had always been sharp–

he had never argued with any woman before.

His thoughts drifted to the car accident and the resulting amnesia. That incident couldn’t have been as straightforward as it seemed. He needed to inves Noticing his sudden silence, Nyla pressed her lips together. “If that’s all, Mr. Sumner, you can leave now.” Damon glanced at her under the dim streetlight. A few steps away, Nyla stood in a floral maxi dress, a light gray trench coat draped over her slim frame, her long hair cas up face was still strikingly captivating.

He thought he was beautiful. But as the thought crossed his mind, he frowned. He had seen women more beautiful than Nyla–

so why was he subconsciously drawn to her?

The next second, he recalled that she had secretly given birth to his child without his knowledge, and disgust flickered in his eyes. A woman like that, no He threatened, “If you give me Buddy now, I won’t pursue the years of deceit. Otherwise-”

Before he could finish, Nyla slapped him hard across the face.

Suddenly, the air around them grew still.

Nyla lowered her trembling hand, meeting Damon’s cold gaze. “Regardless of whethe: Buddy is related to you, you have no right to say those things.

Damon’s expression darkened dangerously as he yanked Nyla closer. “You should be grateful I don’t hit women!”

Nyla looked up at him, her eyes betraying no fear. “Let go of me!”

She struggled to free herself, but Damon’s grip on her wrist was like a vise–

unyielding. In the struggle, she lurched forward, landing directly in his arms.

The familiar scent of pine enveloped her, and she froze, momentarily at a loss for how to react.