Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

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Chapter 131 Feeling frustrated and aggrieved, Clark watched as Nyla finished her breakfast and left the table. As he stared at her retreating figure, he slammed his fork and knife onto the table, startling Patricia, who was seated nearby.

"Mr. Sumner, is the breakfast not to your liking?" Patricia asked.

Clark rose from his seat and departed without responding, hist expression stern.

As soon as he got into his car outside the villa, his phone rang. Seeing that it was Cindy calling, he answered with a frown. "Mom, what's the matter so early in the morning?" "Clark, did you know Nyla can't have children?!" Cindy demanded.

Clark's expression turned icy as he asked, "Did Jordyn tell you?" "Never mind who told me. If she really can't have children, you need to divorce her immediately!" Cindy insisted.

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Her commanding tone made Clark's gaze harden. "Mom, this is between Nyla and me. You don't get to make decisions about it. Also, I don't want anyone else in the Sumners to know about this. If it gets out, it won't benefitin any way. I hope you understand that." Cindy was infuriated. "I wouldn't want to tell anyone! Your aunt is always complaining about Nyla not having kids. If she finds out Nyla can't have children, she'll mockbehind my back!" "Just pretend you don't know. How we handle this is our business," Clark said, his tone final.

Upon hearing Clark's warning tone, Cindy's anger intensified. She was trying to help him, and now he was shutting her out? Clamer 131 +25 BONUS "Fine! If you don't wantinvolved, I won't interfere! But don't ccrying toif you regret it later!" With that, Cindy hung up angrily. Clark's eyes remained cold as he drove directly to Jordyn's place.

Nyla parked her car outside her office building and walked to the elevator, where she encountered Erin. Erin held a file in one hand and a food container in the other, smiling warmly.

"Good morning, Ms. Nyla," Erin greeted when she saw Nyla.

Nyla nodded in return. "Good morning, Ms. Hulle." "Have you had breakfast? I brought some, and I don't think Mr. Damon and I can finish it all. Would you like to join us?" Erin invited.

"No, thank you. I've already eaten," Nyla replied.

Erin looked a bit disappointed. "That's too bad. I brought breakfast from. Amy's Shack." Amy's Shack had been a popular spot for decades, often requiring at least a month's wait for average customers. For someone like Erin, though, nothing was out of reach.

Nyla smiled and said, "That is a shame." They chatted casually until the elevator reached the seventh floor.

As Nyla stepped out, Erin suddenly spoke up. "Ms. Nyla, last night when Mr. Damon and I were at the bar for business, I saw Mr. Clark and his secretary there too. They seemed... quite intimate." Nyla instinctively turned back but saw only the elevator doors closing.

As she walked to the lab, she reflected on Erin's words. Was Erin +25 BONUS offering a friendly warning, or did she already know about Clark's affair?

Regardless, Nyla dismissed the concern. She was focused solely on her work and uncovering the truth! about the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident from six years ago. Everything else was irrelevant. Back in the lab, she quickly immersed herself in her tasks. For most people, experiments might be tedious, but Nyla enjoyed the methodical process. It was simpler than dealing with people.

Experiments had only two outcomes-success or failure.

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People, on the other hand, introduced countless variables, and a slight misstep could unintentionally offend someone.

When Erin entered Damon's office, he was reading documents.

looking up he said, X. Withoun Hulle, just leave the files on the desk. I'll review them when I'm free." Raising an eyebrow, Erin remarked casually, "Mr. Damon, I ran into Ms. Nyla downstairs. She seems unaware of Mr. Clark's affair." Damon frowned and looked up at her. "Ms. Hulle, this doesn't concern you, does it?"

Seeing the coldness in his eyes, Erin felt her heart sink. Her suspicions were confirmed She asked, "Mr.

Damon, does Ms. Nyla know you like her?" X RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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