Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 195

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Nyla rushed over to Valarie, but in her panic, she stumbled and fell beside her. 

Valarie’s eyes were closed, her clothes torn and ragged, and her face bore visible handprints. 

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Seeing the blood pooling beneath Valarie, Nyla finally remembered to call for emergency help. Her hands shook as she fumbled with her phone, dialing several times before finally getting through. 

With a trembling voice, she reported that someone had fallen from a building, choking up as she provided the address. 

After hanging up, Nyla dared not touch Valarie. She trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. 

Valarie had come here to celebrate her birthday. If something happened to her, Nyla would never forgive herself. 

Nearby, a black Maybach was stopped at a red light. 

Noticing the crowd gathered around the hotel, Spencer glanced over curiously and then frowned. 

He spoke up. “Mr. Sumner, the person in the center of the crowd appears to be Ms. Jayston-” 

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a car door opening came from behind. 

Spencer turned in surprise to see Damon swiftly crossing the street. 

For the first time, Nyla felt time dragging on endlessly. With each passing second, it seemed like Valarie’s breathing grew fainter. 

In her daze, she was transported back six years to when Harrison Pharmaceuticals went bankrupt and Harrison had coughed up blood and collapsed in front of her. 

The ringing in her ears grew deafening. She covered her ears, her already pale face now nearly colorless. 

“Nyla… Nyla!” A deep voice pulled her back from the darkness. 

Nyla looked up, her gaze slowly focusing. The moment she saw Damon, she grabbed his hand desperately, as if he were a lifeline. 

“M–Mr. Sumner, c–can you help me? Valarie fell from the building. I–I called for an ambulance, but it’s been so long, and t–they still haven’t arrived…” she stuttered, 

Damon frowned. “Don’t panic. I’ll handle it.” 

Within five minutes of Damon making the phone call, the ambulance arrived. The paramedics assessed Valarie’s condition and quickly placed her on a stretcher and into the ambulance. 

In the ambulance, Nyla shakily asked the paramedic about Valarie’s condition. 

The paramedic said solemnly, “She needs surgery. We can’t be sure of the specifics yet.” 

Upon reaching the nearest hospital, Valarie was immediately rushed into surgery. 

Seeing Nyla staring intently at the operating room, Damon pulled her aside and said softly, “Don’t worry. 

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she’ll be fine.” 

Nyla covered her face, tears slipping through her fingers. It’s all my fault. If it weren’t for celebrating my birthday, she wouldn’t have fallen.” 

Noting her distress, Damon gently removed her hands from her face and forced her to look at him. 

Isn’t your 

fault. No one wanted this to happen. I’ll make sure we find out exactly what happened. 

Valarie was an adult. She wouldn’t just fall from a building without a reason. Either someone had pushed her, or the situation was so dire that she had had to justip. Regardless, this was no accident. 

“Yes, call the police…” Nyla murmured as she fumbled for her phone. 

Before she could unlock it, a large hand grasped her wrist. 

“I’ll take care of this. Your job right now is to stay calm. Don’t be afraid. Valarie will be fine,” Damon reassured her. 

Nyla’s frantic heart began to settle as she looked into Damon’s calm eyes. “I understand. Thank you” 

Seeing her calm down a bit, Damon released his grip, moved aside, and called Spencer to review the hotel’s surveillance footage to determine what had happened before Valarie’s fall. 

Soon, Spencer called back, “Mr. Sumner, the hotel’s surveillance cameras were down an hour before Ms. Weir fell. We haven’t been able to find anything.”