Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1232

Nyla wasn't sure of Andre's connection to Emerald and the others, so she remained cautious.

"I prefer quiet places," she answered.

Andre nodded. "Same here. The banquet is a bit too lively for me. I don't quite fit in."

Nyla observed him discreetly. Anyone with an invitation to the estate had to be part of Emerald's social circle, which meant Andre was either incredibly wealthy or influential.

Still, she had no intention of getting to know him further. She stood up. "Mr. Quinnett, I have something to do. Excuse me."

Andre chuckled. "Alright, Ms. Kinsey. I have a feeling we'll meet again."

Nyla didn't take his words seriously and left.

When she returned to the main hall, the banquet was still in full swing.

The room was packed with high-profile business figures she had only seen in news reports, as well as internationally renowned musicians and actors.

Emerald's social standing was exceptional—otherwise, such an elite crowd wouldn't have attended.

None of it interested Nyla, nor did she have any desire to mingle. She headed straight to her bedroom instead.

…

Emerald had just arrived back at the estate when she received a call from Brian.

"Mom, I've confirmed it. The day Nyla disappeared, she was with Darcy," Brian reported.

At the mention of Darcy's name, Emerald's barely suppressed rage flared up. Her expression turned ice-cold. "Got it. I want you to investigate Darcy further. I remember he recently invested in a new project—I want it to fail."

She scanned the room and noticed Nyla was nowhere to be seen. Her brows furrowed as she turned to the butler.

Upon hearing that Nyla had gone back to her room, her face darkened. "Go get her. She is not allowed to leave the banquet hall until the event is over."

The primary purpose of this banquet was to introduce Nyla to everyone—to make them believe she truly intended to pass the Nixon legacy to her.

Only by convincing them of this could she ensure Delia and Brian's safety while buying them time to strengthen themselves and learn how to manage the family.

The butler bowed. "Yes, Madam. I'll go right away."

Ten minutes later, he returned, looking uneasy. "Madam... Ms. Kinsey has locked her door and refuses to come out."

Emerald's expression grew even colder. She lowered her voice. "Use the spare key. If she won't come willingly, drag her here if you have to."