Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367

Damon’s heart ached as he thought about Nya’s indifference tovento

him today

Guift gnawed at him, accompanied by a napomp sense that he might lose Nyla for good if he didn’t set clear boundaries with Rebecca

soon.

Pushing his turbulent thoughts aside, he picked up the intera ime and instructed, “Find out who the man talking to Nye in the parking lot this morning was.”

After reviewing the surveillance footage, Spencer quickly brought Ryan’s information to Damon’s office.

“Mr. Sumner, Ryan has had no prior interactions with Ms. Jayston, but his father was a victim in the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident he reported

Damon skimmed through Ryan’s details, his brows knitting together as he paused on Ryan’s photo.

Ryan had a distinctive appearance, marked by a mole at the left corner of his mouth–an easily recognizable feature for anyone who had seen him before.

Damon was certain he had encountered him somewhere before, though he couldn’t recall where.

Setting the file aside, he instructed, “Keep an eye on him. If he has any contact with Nyla, notify me immediately.”

“Understood, Mr. Sumner,” Spencer replied.

After Spencer left, Damon tried to push his unease aside and

refocused on his work.

Clark finally regained consciousness after being out for over ten

hours.

Jordyn, her eyes red and filled with tears, rushed to his bedside to help him sit up

“Clark, you’re finally awake. I was so worried… Who did this to you?”

she cried.

What Clark resented most was that Damon could have easily intervened to prevent the attack but had instead chosen to let Grand Azure’s people inflict just enough harm.

Damon didn’t deserve to be a Summer after treating his own nephew so heartlessly!

Jordyn wanted to ask more questions but didn’t dare to upon seeing Clark’s dark expression.

She wiped her tears and replied with a sob, “Alright, I understand. Other than Dr. Knox, no one knows about you being injured. I’ve also told Dr. Knox not to tell anyone.”

Clark’s gaze softened as he looked at her. “Jordyn, I know you’ve been through a lot

Jordyn shook her head. “Were married. Don’t say that. Ive made chicken soup. Let me get it for you

“Okay, Clark agreed

As Jordyn left the bedroom to fetch the soup, Clark’s phone rang on the bedside table.

By the time Jordyn returned with the soup, she was met with Clark’s cold piercing gaze

He demanded. “Jordyn what have you been up to these past few days N