CHAPTER 120

Chapter 120

Damon was reviewing documents in his office at Prospectus Technology when his personal phone suddenly rang.

He answered, and Marie’s booming voice came through. “Damon, come home for dinner tonight.” Damon glanced at the pile of unfinished documents and immediately refused. “I’m busy.”

“No matter what, you must make time tonight. Otherwise, I’ll go to your office and drag you home myself,” Marie warned.

Marie’s commanding tone left Damon feeling helpless.

“There’s too much to do today. I really can’t make it,” he said.

“No excuses. You must come back for dinner. Even with your busy schedule, you can always spare time for a meal,” Marie insisted.

Without giving Damon a chance to respond, Marie hung up.

By the time Nyla and Clark had moved Nyla’s things back to the villa, it was already past 4:00 p.m.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, they headed to the Sumner residence.

As Clark pulled up to the entrance, Damon was about to walk in. Hearing the car, Damon turned around, his eyes narrowing slightly upon seeing the license plate. His expression became distant.

Nyla noticed Damon first from inside the car and subconsciously tightened her grip on the seatbelt. Clark also saw Damon, and his gaze darkened. “Let’s get out.”

As soon as Nyla stepped out of the car, Clark walked over and took her hand.

At that moment, Nyla’s skin crawled. If Damon hadn’t been watching, she would have pulled away from Clark’s touch.

Noticing Nyla’s compliance, Clark smiled and led her toward Damon. “Uncle Damon, what a coincidence.”

“Mm.” Damon’s gaze passed over their joined hands before settling on Nyla’s face. “Why aren’t you saying hello?”

Nyla flushed with embarrassment. She had assumed that Damon would ignore her after what had happened in the restaurant. However, she didn’t expect him to make things difficult in front of Clark.

She bit her lip and murmured, “Uncle Damon.”

Damon’s gaze lingered on her red lips for a moment before he turned away coldly.

Noting Damon’s frosty attitude toward Nyla, Clark was slightly surprised but quickly masked it with a smile. “Uncle Damon, Nyla is quite shy. You might scare her like that.”

“If she’s scared, she shouldn’t have been brought along,” Damon retorted.

With that, Damon turned and walked away.

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Watching his retreating figure, Nyla felt a wave of indescribable sadness. From the look he gave her, it was clear he genuinely disliked her.

Although this was the outcome she wanted, she felt no joy at all.

As Clark led Nyla into the living room, Damon was already seated on the sofa, talking to Richard and

Marie.

Upon seeing the smiles on Richard and Marie’s faces, Clark’s gaze darkened.

No matter how hard he tried, their attitude toward him was always lukewarm, unlike the enthusiasm they showed Damon.

“Grandpa, Grandma,” the couple greeted.

Marie looked at Clark and Nyla with a smile. “Clark, Nyla, you’re here. Have a seat. Ms. Hulle will be here shortly.”

After exchanging greetings with the elders, Nyla took a seat next to Clark but kept a slight distance from

him.

Marie didn’t pay much attention to them. After all, their presence was merely a formality for tonight.

“Damon, do you remember what I told you earlier? Be attentive to Ms. Hulle tonight, or I won’t forgive you!”

Damon’s peripheral vision caught sight of Nyla, who was staring at the floor, lost in thought.

Noticing her lack of reaction to Marie’s words, Damon exuded a chilly aura.