Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223 

Inside the folder were all the pieces of evidence showing how Cyrus had conspired with Clement to sabotage Harris Pharmaceuticals. If this folder were given to Nyla, it would likely send Cyrus to prison. 

No matter how terrible Cyrus was, he was still Damon’s older brother. 

Damon took the file, his expression cold. “I know what I need to do. You can go now.” 

his icy 

Spencer hesitated. He wanted to persuade Damon further, but see demeanor, he decided to leave without saying more. 

Once the office was quiet again, Damon opened the file and examined its contents. After a moment, he placed it in the bottom drawer of his desk. 

Giving this evidence to Nyla would certainly lead to her divorce from Clark, but it would also mean Cyrus‘ downfall. Despite all the despicable things Cyrus had done, he was still family. 

After a moment of thought, Damon called Spencer back into the office and quietly gave him a few instructions. 

The next morning… 

Nyla had just woken up when she received a call from Valarie. 

“Nyla, you need to check the trending topics right now!” Valarie exclaimed. 

Nyla quickly opened her phone and was shocked to see photos of Clark and Jordyn kissing all over the Internet. 

Before she could process what was happening, Clark called her. 

“I’m outside your door. Open up,” he said. 

His voice was cold, and Nyla frowned, a sense of unease washing over her. 

“What are you doing at my door? You think I’m the one who leaked those photos online, don’t you?” she asked. 

There was a moment of silence on the other end before Clark spoke again. “My grandparent know about it. They want us to go to their residence together.” 

“Fine. Give me five minutes,” Nyla said. 

She quickly got dressed and ready, stepping out of her apartment within five minutes 

To her surprise, Clark was already waiting at her door. He looked exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes, clearly having not slept well. 

“Let’s go,” she said curtly. 

As they waited for the elevator, Clark asked in a low voice, “Are you sure you had nothing to do with this?” 

Nyla shot him a cold look. “If you think I did it, then show me the evidence. If you don’t have any, then shut up.” 

Ever since she discovered that Clark had given the kidney intended for Harrison to Jordyn’s father, she could barely stand the sight of him. She wished he would disappear and had no interest in pretending otherwise. 

Clark took a deep breath, trying to keep his composure. “Nyla, I just need to know. When we face my grandparents later, I need you to cooperate with me.”