Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 872

With a final scornful look, Nathaniel strode away.

Rebecca stared at his back, her eyes burning with hatred. He despised her, but she felt no less resentment toward him.

Every day she endured his torment, desperate to escape this life. If she could go back, she'd never have let Nathaniel into her life.

When Nathaniel returned to his study, he immediately called Damon to recount everything Rebecca had just told him.

"Sounds like Drake might not have any ill intentions toward Nyla," he ventured.

Damon tapped rhythmically on his desk, his eyes cast down. "Thanks, but this doesn't really add up to what I need."

Nathaniel knew Rebecca's vague answers were hardly useful, so he said, "I wasn't planning to get anything out of this. I'll get Rebecca to reach out to Drake again, see if we can dig deeper. Then we'll talk."

"Sure," Damon answered.

Damon hung up and set his phone down, a cold glint in his eyes. He only wanted peace with Nyla, yet trouble seemed to find them again and again.

If that were the case, he'd just have to eliminate each disturbance as it arose.

…

It was nearly midnight by the time Damon returned to the bedroom.

Nyla was sitting up with a book, her face calm and serene in the soft lamplight. Hearing the door, she looked up with a gentle smile.

"Work all done?" she asked.

Damon nodded. "Mm. Why're you still up?"

"I was waiting for you," she replied.