Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 772

Chapter 772 

Nyla smiled and spun around in the dress. The fishtail hem swayed elegantly with her movement, the sequins glimmering under the light. 

“Really? I love it too,” she replied. 

The sales associate adjusted the dress‘ hem from behind and chimed in. “Absolutely, Ms. Kinsey! You’re actually the first person who’s been able to fit into this dress perfectly!” 

Her admiring gaze drifted to Nyla’s slim waist, and she wished she could have a figure like 

that. 

Meanwhile, Gigi’s jealousy flashed briefly in her eyes as she looked at Nyla, who practically glowed in the dress. 

Still, she remembered that Damon was Brandon’s uncle. If things progressed between her and Brandon, she might one day need to call Nyla “Aunt Nyla“. 

Deciding to hold back any bitterness, Gigi praised, “You look stunning–absolutely like a goddess!” 

Valarie turned to Gigi with a scoff. “Didn’t think you could actually say something nice for once.” 

Gigi’s face darkened with irritation. “Valarie, don’t push it!” 

“Didn’t you come over here on your own?” Valarie retorted. 

Knowing Nyla was present, Gigi managed to keep her anger in check. “I don’t have time for this. I need to go.” 

With that, she turned and left quickly. 

Watching Gigi leave, Valarie rolled her eyes, thinking Gigi was being ridiculous. 

Nyla gathered the hem of her dress and walked over to Valarie, asking, “Who was that woman? You seem to have a history.” 

Valarie waved it off. “Not worth mentioning.” 

Seeing Valarie’s darkened expression, Nyla dropped the subject. 

After buying the dress, Nyla chose a pair of matching heels before heading with Valarie to get their hair done. 

It was nearly 5:00 p.m. by the time they finished. Just as Nyla was about to head home, her phone rang–it was Damon, asking where she was and telling her to wait for him. 

Valarie had to head home to change, so she left first. 

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Nyla waited for about half an hour until Damon finally arrived, 

This sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb, and the back door opened. He stepped out, dressed in a gray sult that highlighted his tall, refined figure. He exuded an elegant yet commanding aura as he walked toward her, turning several heads along the way, 

Nyla picked up her bag and walked out of the store. She had taken only a few steps when his gaze landed on her. 

Damon’s gaze paused, and his pace quickened as he approached, though his movements remained calm and poised. 

Finally, he stopped right in front of her.