Chapter 315

Chapter 315:

After she was seated, Denver addressed Nyla, saying, “I’ll drive separately. You head on, and I’ll follow.”

Nyla’s expression softened with a tinge of regret. “I didn’t know… Do you want Hadley to ride with you?”

“It’s fine.” Denver assured her with a wave, adding cheerfully, “See you shortly!”

“See you in a bit.”

The warm farewell shared by Denver and Hadley caught Nyla’s attentive gaze. She mused quietly about Hadley finding someone who genuinely seemed to care for her.

That evening, Hadley and Denver arrived at the Flynn Mansion to join Nyla for dinner. Nyla would have been dining alone otherwise, as Eric was often absent due to work commitments, and Linda was still at the hospital with Ernest.

After dinner, they gathered in the living room, enjoying coffee and fresh fruit.

With a gentle tone, Nyla initiated a conversation with Denver. “Denver.”

Denver straightened in his seat, anticipating a serious discussion beyond casual dinner talk. “Yes, Mrs. Flynn?”

“Just relax,” Nyla responded with a light chuckle, noticing his stiffness. “There’s no need for formality here. I’d like to have a little chat.”

“Of course,” Denver replied, still visibly tense.

Nyla’s expression turned more earnest. “Now that you and Hadley are seeing each other, there are a few things we need to discuss.” Nyla took Hadley’s hand with a gentle grasp. “Hadley has always been dear to me, almost like my own granddaughter, yet she’s faced many challenges over the years.”

Silence did not mean ignorance. Nyla was deeply aware of Hadley’s struggles.

While Nyla cared deeply for Hadley, her priorities had often leaned toward her own family.

“Nyla.” The surprise was evident in Hadley’s expression as she heard Nyla’s words.

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Nyla’s tone conveyed deep emotion. “I’m truly sorry for the hardships you’ve faced. Now, with Denver by your side…” Nyla then shifted her focus to Denver.

“It’s essential that you treat Hadley well and ensure she is never harmed.”

Denver sat up straight, his expression serious. “Absolutely, Mrs. Flynn. You have my word.”

Nyla exhaled softly, a mix of resolve and concern in her voice.

“There might be some challenges with your relationship,” she cautioned, hinting at possible disapproval from Denver’s family about Hadley’s past.

“However, don’t fret.” Nyla reassured them. “I’m here for you. Denver, reach out if you need support, and I’ll assist however I can.”

“Mrs. Flynn…”

Denver paused, since he couldn’t just admit their relationship wasn’t real.

But even if it was, he was confident he could handle his family’s disapproval.

Despite this, he appreciated Nyla’s support. “Thank you, Mrs. Flynn.”

“There’s no need for formalities,” Nyla replied warmly. “It is the right thing to do, and I just want Hadley to be happy.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a noise at the entrance.

Nyla looked towards the door, puzzled. “Who could it be at this time?”

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