Upgrading My Ex to His Uncle Chapter 133

Nyla added the solution to the flask and began the reaction before sitting down to write her experiment records.

She soon found herself distracted until her phone rang, jolting her back to reality. Seeing that it was Clark, she answered. "What's up?"

"Nyla, there's a charity gala tonight. Come with me," Clark said.

Nyla hesitated for a moment before replying, "Alright. What should I wear?"

"No need to worry about that. I'll have my secretary prepare something for you," Clark assured her.

Since Clark was taking care of it, Nyla didn't dwell on the matter. After confirming the time, she hung up.

…

Time flew by, and soon it was the end of the workday.

Nyla finished filling out her experiment records, cleaned the equipment, put everything back in place, and locked the lab before leaving.

…

Nyla and Clark arrived at the gala around 7:00 p.m.

After getting out of the car, Clark asked her to link arms with him and whispered, "You know most of the people here. I'll be discussing business, so just mingle and chat."

"Got it," she replied.

Clark glanced at Nyla.

She was wearing a white strapless silk gown adorned with lifelike white silk roses on the bodice, which highlighted her delicate collarbones.

A small, exquisite diamond necklace glittered around her neck, and her straight hair flowed naturally down her back like fine silk. With just a touch of makeup, she was stunning.

If he could, he would keep her hidden away at home, away from everyone else. It was because of a few interactions with her that Damon had developed inappropriate feelings.

Clark's face darkened as he thought about it.

Sensing his change in mood, Nyla frowned slightly and said, "Let's go inside."

Once inside the ballroom, Clark quickly left Nyla to chat with the Sumner Group's business partners.

Despite the visible bruises on his face, everyone pretended not to notice and politely inquired about his condition.

Clark claimed he had fallen, then swiftly redirected the conversation to business matters.

With Valarie unable to attend that night, Nyla took a glass of juice and found a quiet corner to sit in. She was waiting for someone specific who hadn't arrived yet and wasn't interested in mingling. After all, she knew that once she divorced Clark, these connections would no longer matter.

Unbeknownst to Nyla, she had already caught someone's attention the moment she walked in.

Erin, having been rejected by Damon earlier, was in a foul mood and felt a surge of resentment upon seeing Nyla.

The person next to Erin followed her gaze and noticed Nyla sitting quietly in the corner. "Erin, I heard you recently had dinner with the Sumners. How did it go? Did you win over Damon?"

Erin's expression darkened. "Don't bring that up. There are plenty of men in this city besides him. And having dinner with the Sumners is normal. Builders Property and Prospectus Technology are business partners."

Recalling how she had humbled herself earlier and Damon's indifference only fueled her anger. She downed her drink in one go, her gaze on Nyla growing cold and scrutinizing.

"What's the matter? Did Nyla offend you? Want me to teach her a lesson?" the person beside her asked.