Upgrading My Ex to His Uncle Chapter 207

Clark looked at Damon with derision, itching to expose everything. If that happened, Richard and Marie would be disappointed in Damon and might reconsider passing the Sumner Group to him.

"Clark, if anything happens to her, I won't let you off!" Damon threatened.

He then walked over to Nyla, intending to pick her up.

Nyla instinctively took a step back.

Damon's gaze hardened. Ignoring her resistance, he lifted her off the floor in front of Clark.

"Uncle Damon, put me down. I can walk on my own," Nyla protested.

Damon glanced at her and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," she replied.

Seeing her insistence, Damon remained silent for a few seconds before setting her down as requested.

"Thank you," Nyla said softly.

"I'll help you," Damon offered.

"Alright," Nyla conceded.

With Damon's support, Nyla slowly made her way out of the villa.

Clark watched them with rage, but he knew he couldn't stop them.

Once outside the villa, Nyla looked at Damon with gratitude. "Uncle Damon, thank you for getting me out."

If Damon hadn't come, Clark might have kept her locked up indefinitely.

Noticing Nyla's pale complexion, which made her resemble a wilting flower, Damon frowned. "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need. Just take me to my apartment," she said.

Due to Nyla's insistence, Damon ended up taking her back to her apartment.

"Are you sure you don't need to get checked out at the hospital?" he asked.

Nyla shook her head. "Yes. I'm just a bit dehydrated. Uncle Damon, you've already spent a lot of time on me. You should get back to work."

Damon wanted to escort her upstairs, but seeing that she seemed okay, he nodded. "Alright. If you need anything, call me anytime."

He paused and added, "About the divorce I mentioned earlier—think it over carefully. Staying with Clark will only put you in more danger."

Nyla's cracked lips moved slightly, and she finally nodded. "Okay, Uncle Damon. I'll think about it."

After Damon left, Nyla turned and slowly walked toward her apartment, replaying his words in her mind.

Divorce... The idea had been on her mind for a while. She had planned to use Clark to get closer to Cyrus to uncover clues about the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident, but that method now seemed ineffective.

Maybe it was time to decide whether to sever ties with Clark for good.

Back in the villa…

Clark went wild after Damon and Nyla had left, smashing everything in the living room.

The service staff cowered in the corners, waiting until Clark finally stopped and stood still before approaching him.

"Mr. Sumner, you're hurt. Let me call a doctor to bandage your hand!" one of the maids said.

Clark glanced at his hand, seeing blood dripping from it. His expression remained blank as he replied, "No need. I won't die from it."

The maid tried to say more, but Clark's cold, terrifying gaze silenced her immediately.

At that moment, Clark's phone rang. Upon seeing it was Michael, his face darkened as he answered.

"Mr. Sumner… We've found out that on Mrs. Sumner's birthday, Ms. Weir jumped from Hyphen Hotel and fell right in front of Mrs. Sumner… Later, your uncle happened to pass by, saw what happened, and went to the hospital with her. They stayed at the hospital until late at night before leaving.

"Ms. Weir's hospital was far from your villa but close to your uncle's place. He probably didn't send Mrs. Sumner back because it was too late."