CHAPTER 199

Chapter 199

Nyla bit her lower lip hard, not letting go even when she tasted blood.

After a long moment, she finally said coldly, “Clark, is that all you can do?!”

“You’re the one pushing me. I just wanted to know where you were last night. That’s all. If you refuse to tell me, it only makes me think you’re hiding something,” Clark insisted.

Nyla took a deep breath and enunciated each word, “I stayed at your uncle’s house last night.”

The phone call fell into a suffocating silence.

Nyla could clearly hear Clark’s breathing becoming heavier. She continued slowly. “Valarie had an accident last night. I was emotionally unstable, and Uncle Damon was worried I might overthink things if I went home, so-”

Clark sneered. “So he took you to his house? Nyla, don’t tell me nothing happened between the two of you alone!”

“There was service staff in his house, and it wasn’t as sordid as you imagine!” Nyla countered.

Clark didn’t believe a word of it. “Not as sordid as I think? So you just kissed and hugged, but didn’t go all the way, right?!”

“Clark!” Nyla’s eyes flashed with cold anger. “You don’t know what happened last night. Valarie-”

Clark cut her off. “Don’t use Valarie as an excuse. Nyla, I already told you this was your last chance, and you squandered it!”

His voice was icy, and Nyla had a bad feeling. She quickly said, “If you don’t believe me, I can explain everything when you come back from your business trip.”

“No need for an explanation. I’m smart enough to judge for myself,” Clark said and hung up.

When Nyla tried calling back, he wouldn’t answer. She clutched her phone tightly, her heart sinking. Taking a deep breath, she hurriedly sent him a series of messages

Nyla: [I really just stayed at Uncle Damon’s place last night. Nothing happened between us. If you don’t believe me, you can call him right now.]

Nyla: [Also, Valarie had a surprise for me at the hotel last night, but when I arrived, she had fallen from the building right in front of me. I was in shock, and Uncle Damon happened to pass by and helped me.]

Nyla: [Please call me when you see this message, and Пl explain everything slowly. Okay?]

She sent several messages, but they seemed to vanish into thin air. Clark did not respond at all.

Nyla was not worried about him misunderstanding her–she feared he might impulsively give her father’s kidney donation to someone else.

Her heart felt as though it were on fire–agonizing and restless

Had she known that the housekeeper would report to Clark, she would have insisted on returning last night. But it was too late for regrets now.

+25 BONUS

Meanwhile.

In a fit of rage. Clark called Michael and ordered him to give the kidney donation to Jordyn’s father.

Michael hestated. M. Sumner, Mrs. Sumner finds out about this, it might…”

Clark, consumed by fury and almost losing his sense of reason, was not listening to any objections. “The kidney donation obtained can go to whoever I want! Do as I say?”

“Understood.” Michael replied, acquiescing

After hanging up. Clark remained seathing. He saw the unread messages from Nyla but could not bring himself to read them. He deleted the entire chat

This time, he was determined not to forgive her so easily.