CHAPTER 159

Chapter 159

“He bankrupted the Magills. If they come for revenge, what does that have to do with me?” Clark dismissed Michael’s concerns, ignoring his warning.

Seeing that Clark wasn’t listening, Michael frowned and replied, “Alright, I understand.”

Clark’s eyes. Since Damon had tried multiple times to humiliate him, it was time to teach.

him a lesson.

For the next few days, Dylan went to the lab daily, bringing gifts for Nyla, but she rejected them each time.

While helping Nyla set up an experiment, Melody commented, “I don’t get it. Why does Dylan keep coming even though you reject him every day? Does he have a masochistic streak?”

Nyla shook her head and replied, “I don’t know. Don’t worry about him. You set that rack up backward.”

Melody quickly fixed the rack and didn’t bring it up again.

After a week of visiting the lab, Dylan finally figured out Nyla’s. schedule. Now, he just needed to find a time when Melody wasn’t around to take Nyla away.

On Friday morning, when Dylan brought flowers to Nyla and saw that she was alone in the lab, he knew his chance had come. He handed her the flowers and smirked when he noticed her irritation.

“Ms. Jayston, are you sure you don’t want to accept my flowers?” he

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asked.

Nyla sensed something was off, and her gaze grew cautious. She instinctively grabbed her phone, saying, “I’ve told you many times, I’m married, Mr. Lomas. Please respect that.”

“Respect? Today, I’ll show you what happens when you look down on me!” Dylan cackled.

Nyla turned to run for the back door, but after only a few steps, she was violently yanked back by her hair.

“Ah!” she screamed.

A cloth with a sharp, chemical odor was pressed over her nose.

Struggling, she fumbled blindly with her phone, hoping to call someone for help. As her vision blurred, the call connected, but she lost

consciousness.

Dylan, holding the unconscious Nyla, picked up her phone from the floor. He immediately ended the call and turned off the phone.

The newly constructed lab building was seldom visited, so Dylan felt confident acting boldly. He dragged Nyla into the adjacent equipment room, locked the door, and set up a camera.

Once he finished, he would have footage to blackmail Nyla into compliance. Perhaps he could use the video to force her into repeated. sexual encounters.

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Grinning wickedly the thought, he looked at Nyla with lecherous

intent. He slowly approached her, knelt, and began unbuttoning her lab.

coat.

After undoing two buttons, he grew impatient and roughly tore the coat. apart.

With a loud rip, the remaining buttons flew off, revealing a V–neck