Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 421

Seeing Nyla so agitated, Spencer spoke up. "Nyla, do you have anything else to say?"

Nyla didn't respond to him. Instead, she looked directly at Melody and asked, "You're sure the 30,000 dollars I gave you was hush money, right?"

For a brief moment, Melody's expression faltered, but she quickly nodded. "I'm sure."

"Okay." Nyla calmly pulled out her phone. "I recorded our call last night."

As soon as she said that, Melody's face turned pale.

Gabriel, sitting nearby, tensed up, his expression darkening. His eyes narrowed, and his hands clenched on the table instinctively.

He hadn't expected this—Nyla had been cautious enough to record the conversation even in that situation.

Nyla placed her phone on the table and played the recording. The voices from the call echoed through the dead-silent conference room. The more it played, the paler Melody became.

When the recording ended, Nyla put away her phone and looked coldly at Melody. "If you don't want to admit it, I can show the timestamp of the recording. Or we can call the police and have them pull the phone records."

With every word Nyla uttered, Melody was ashen with despair.

The room fell into an uncomfortable silence. All eyes were on Melody, and the looks of disdain and suspicion felt like needles piercing her skin. She wished she could disappear.

"It's obvious Melody's the one responsible for the data leak. Why else would she accuse Nyla?"

Nyla stared at her, her gaze devoid of emotion. She had trusted Melody, and this was how she was repaid—with a knife in her back.

"Why did you leak the company's data to Contelligence?" Nyla asked.

Clearly not expecting the question, Melody froze for a moment before looking away. "Why else? For money, of course."

"But the company already investigated. Neither you nor your family received any large sums of money recently. How did you even get in touch with them? And why did you use my computer to send the data? Plus, why would they choose to release the data now? Doing so doesn't benefit them at all, does it?" Nyla pressed.

When Melody admitted to the leak earlier, Nyla instinctively doubted it was really her. It felt too much like someone was orchestrating the whole thing to frame her.

Besides, she had always trusted her instincts.