Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 242

Nyla panicked and lunged at Clark. "Give me back my phone!"

Clark stumbled backward from her sudden attack, struggling to regain his balance. He grabbed her hand and said coldly, "I came here today to discuss something with you."

Nyla wrenched her hand away. "I have nothing to discuss with you."

She looked up at him with a cold, unyielding gaze, her demeanor starkly different from the gentle woman he once knew.

"Nyla, I've informed my grandparents that I won't be returning to the Sumner Group. I'm planning to start my own business," Clark said.

Nyla's expression remained unmoved. "What you do has nothing to do with me."

Clark's gaze darkened. "Nyla, we're married. We're supposed to spend our lives together. Do you really want to make our relationship so strained?"

His words struck Nyla as somewhat amusing. How could he still be dreaming that she would spend her life with him?

Nyla's silence caused Clark's grip on the phone to tighten, his knuckles turning white.

He took a deep breath and said softly, "It was wrong of me to ask you to tell my grandparents that you wanted a child. I apologize. I won't force you to do things you don't want to do in the future."

"If that's all you wanted to say, you can leave now," Nyla said curtly.

"Nyla, I need your help to start my business. You're working for someone else at Prospectus Technology.

"Why not join me? You'll only need to focus on drug research in the lab. I'll handle everything else and give you shares in the company. You'll be a shareholder. What do you think?" Clark offered.

Nyla laughed softly. "So you've finally revealed your true intentions. But it's a pity. I don't have a second patent right now. Even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you."

The Sumners' approval? Nyla once desired it, but now she didn't care at all.

However, if she didn't find a way to get Clark to leave, there was a risk he would discover the file.

When Nyla realized this, she pursed her lips, her gaze reflecting her internal struggle. "I need to think about it. If the company finds out, I could end up in prison."

Upon seeing her hesitation, Clark's expression softened slightly. "Alright. I'll give you time to think it over."

"I need to rest now. You should go," Nyla said.

Clark understood Nyla's nature, so he didn't push further and handed her back the phone.