Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1213

Damon set down the document and picked up his phone, dialing a video call to Nyla.

After several attempts, there was no answer.

His expression darkened, and a sense of unease crept over him. He quickly called Spencer into his office and instructed him to find a way to contact Stings and check if anything had happened to Nyla.

…

Emerald entered Nyla's bedroom with several maids, rummaging through every inch of the room, including the suitcase Nyla had brought with her.

Two maids held Nyla firmly, leaving her helpless as her clothes and belongings were tossed carelessly onto the floor. Her eyes burned red with anger.

One of the maids approached Emerald, handing her two phones. "Madam, these are the only devices we found. It doesn't seem like Ms. Kinsey has any other means of communication. Oh, and we also found this."

Emerald took the items and glanced at the paper the maid had handed her. It was a crude sketch of the estate's layout. She chuckled and casually threw both the paper and the phones out the window.

Nyla’s face paled. "No!"

She struggled to break free, but the two maids gripped her arms like iron clamps, leaving her powerless. She could only watch as her phones disappeared outside.

Seeing the hatred in Nyla's eyes, Emerald stepped forward, towering over her. "Since you refuse to learn obedience, I’ll make sure you do. From now on, you won't hear from Damon or Saintornia. Your only focus should be becoming my daughter and the Nixons' future successor."

Emerald smirked, her voice dripping with malice. "And don’t bother sketching the estate’s layout. If you want to run, go ahead and try. Let's see who wins—your escape or my pursuit."

Nyla glared at her, gritting her teeth. "The Nixons won’t be under your control forever."

Emerald chuckled, her expression laced with sarcasm. "That’s none of your concern. Just do as I say."