Upgrading My Ex to His Uncle Chapter 221

Nyla shook her head. "That's not what I meant. I just want to say that, whether or not the divorce goes through, I'm very grateful to you, Uncle Damon."

"I don't need your gratitude in words," Damon replied.

Nyla looked up, meeting Damon's deep, penetrating gaze. Unease washed over her, and she quickly averted her eyes.

"Then... what do you want?" she asked.

"Once you've divorced him, I'll tell you what I want," Damon answered.

Nyla bit her lower lip. "Alright."

It wasn't until she left Damon's office that she finally felt the weight of his intense, probing gaze lift.

Nyla let out a breath of relief. A vague idea of what Damon might want lingered in her mind, but since she had already made up her mind, she wouldn't regret whatever she had to sacrifice.

As she reached the elevator, she ran into Erin coming out.

Upon seeing her, Erin's eyes narrowed, and the smile on her face vanished instantly.

"Ms. Nyla, if I'm not mistaken, this is the CEO's office, not your lab," Erin remarked.

Erin, being a woman herself, could easily tell that Nyla had put extra effort into her appearance today. The thought that it might be to seduce Damon made her grip her documents tighter, her knuckles turning white as she glared at Nyla.

Nyla remained calm. "Ms. Hulle, I don't believe I'm your subordinate, so where I go isn't your concern."

Erin sneered. "I just wanted to remind you that you're Clark's wife, Damon's niece-in-law. You'd do well to remember your place."

"There's no need for you to remind me of that," Nyla retorted.

As Nyla stepped into the elevator, she looked back at Erin and said, "Ms. Hulle, don't think that hiding behind others and scheming won't eventually catch up with you. Walk the path long enough, and you'll run into something nasty."

What did she mean by that?

Erin's expression shifted as she realized that Nyla was referring to Jacqueline's plot against Valarie.

The elevator doors closed, cutting off Nyla's cold stare.

Erin took a deep breath to steady herself. No matter what suspicions Nyla harbored, she couldn't possibly have any evidence.

Erin needed only to focus on making Damon fall in love with her. Once she married him, dealing with Nyla would be as simple as saying the word.

…

That evening, after work, Nyla drove to the hospital to visit Harrison.

As she reached the door of his hospital room, she heard the sound of an argument inside. She quickly pushed the door open and was shocked to see Jordyn standing there.

"Jordyn, what are you doing here?!" Nyla demanded, her eyes narrowing.

Everyone in the room turned to look at her.

Jordyn's smile deepened.

"Ms. Jayston, I just came to check on Mr. Jayston, but it seems I'm not very welcome here," Jordyn replied sarcastically.

"Get out of here right now!" Nyla roared.

She had never encountered someone as shameless as Jordyn, who dared to show up at her father's hospital room and cause trouble.

Jordyn looked at her mockingly. "If I were you, Nyla, I'd divorce Clark. After all, I'm carrying his child."

"Get out!" Nyla yelled again.

"Fine, I'm leaving. It's not like I want to stay here anyway. This place smells so cheap, it's suffocating," Jordyn sang as she waved her hand in front of her nose, pretending to fan away the smell.

Without another word, she walked past Nyla and left.

Nyla turned to Harrison, who lay in the hospital bed. She couldn't meet his eyes, afraid she would see disappointment there.

"Dad, Wren, I'm sorry… I didn't know she would come and make a scene… Dad, please don't be upset. Your health is what matters most," she pleaded.

Harrison sighed. "Nyla, when I saw her and Clark getting cozy at the hospital last time, I had my suspicions. I'm not disappointed, I just feel that this is all so unfair to you…"