Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1263

"Ms. Nixon," Filipe called out.

Hearing his voice behind her, Delia turned around. She suppressed her anger and demanded, "Why didn't you leave any food for me?"

Filipe, accustomed to Delia's temper, said calmly, "Ms. Nixon, after Madam learned you wouldn't be having dinner, she had all the leftovers thrown away. If you're hungry, you can have some biscuits or something to tide you over. Breakfast will be ready in the morning."

"Tomorrow morning?!" Delia exclaimed.

Seeing the disbelief in her eyes, Filipe nodded. "Yes, tomorrow morning."

Delia sneered. "Fine, I get it."

Ever since Nyla's arrival, Delia hadn't had a peaceful day. She had to find a way to get Nyla out of the estate—no matter what.

…

Nyla was chatting with Damon when she suddenly sneezed.

"Are you okay? Caught a cold? You didn't dress warmly enough today," he said, concerned.

Nyla gave him a side glance and teased, "Wasn't it you who couldn't take your eyes off me when you saw me just now?"

"This dress does look great on you, but you're wearing too little. You might catch a cold. Dress warmer tomorrow," Damon urged.

Nyla nodded. "I'll keep that in mind. By the way, Emerald has me working at Kajer Tech, but she's keeping me away from the core chip development. She hasn't really interfered with anything else, though."

Damon thought for a moment before saying, "Don't worry about anything for now. Just do what she tells you. Nyla, I promise, I'll make sure you come back home with me."

"Alright. If you need help with anything, I'll do it as long as I can," Nyla assured him.

"Yes, I know," Damon replied.

Emerald snorted but didn't refute her. "I warn you, I don't care about the rest, but if you do anything that harms the company, I won't let you off."

"I understand. I worked all afternoon and had dinner with Andre. I'm pretty tired. If there's nothing else, I'll head back to my room," Nyla excused herself.

She had finally managed to get some rest, and she didn't want to waste any more of it dealing with Emerald.

"You and Andre seem to be getting along well. You should set a date for the wedding soon," Emerald said.

Nyla scoffed. "You can't wait to sell me off for a good price, can you?"

"Since you know that, you'd better behave," Emerald warned.

"Got it. I'm going to visit my father tomorrow afternoon, so I won't be going to the office," Nyla informed her.

Emerald's expression darkened. "Do you think the company is a market where you can come and go as you please?"