Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 363

"Nyla, Jordyn is being completely shameless. She messed with your marriage and now she's cyberbullying you. The worst part is that people are still supporting her online. It's infuriating!" Melody huffed.

Seeing Melody's furious expression, Nyla reached out and pinched her cheek. "It's not worth getting upset over. She'll regret it soon enough."

"Aren't you going to clarify things?" Melody asked.

"Of course I will. Don't worry about me. Just get ready to leave work," Nyla replied.

After Melody left, Nyla checked everything one more time to confirm there were no issues before locking up the lab and heading out.

As she turned around, she saw Gabriel standing a short distance away, obviously waiting for her.

Noticing that Nyla didn't seem inclined to speak with him, Gabriel took a few steps closer and asked, "Did you see what's happening online?"

Nyla nodded. "Yes. What about it?"

"Do you need me to help you deal with it?" he offered.

"No. I can handle it myself," Nyla said.

Gabriel sighed, about to say something, when footsteps echoed from the end of the hallway.

Spencer approached Nyla briskly. "Ms. Jayston, Mr. Sumner wants to see you."

Realizing it was likely about the video posted by Jordyn, Nyla paused for a moment before replying, "I understand."

She didn't look back at Gabriel and walked straight to the elevator.

…

When Nyla entered Damon's office, he was reading through some documents.

"Give me two minutes," he said.

Nyla sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for him.

Damon signed the last document and then sat down across from her.

"I've already had the video Jordyn posted removed, and the trending topic has been suppressed. There won't be any more news online, so you don't need to worry about it affecting your life," he said.

"Thank you, Mr. Sumner," Nyla replied.

"Is there anything else?" Damon asked.

Embarrassed, Rebecca covered her face and turned to run away, crying.

"Can you let go of me now?" Nyla asked.

Meeting Nyla's cold gaze, Damon loosened his grip on her waist abruptly.

"Nyla, I just want to have a proper talk with you," he said.

Nyla didn't even glance at him and walked away without a word.

Damon's hands clenched into fists as he watched her retreating figure, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions.

…

As soon as Nyla reached the ground floor, Rebecca stopped her. Her eyes were red, and it was clear she had been crying.

"Ms. Jayston, let's talk," she requested.