Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Seeing the clear displeasure in Clark's eyes, Spencer spoke up. "Mr. Clark, Ms. Jayston is going on a business trip with Mr. Damon. I'm here to help her with her luggage."

As he reached out to take Nyla's suitcase, a hand blocked his way.

"If I remember correctly, she works for Park Pharmaceuticals. Why should she go on a trip with my uncle?

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The thought of Nyla spending time with Damon made Clark's eyes flash with anger. As a man, he knew that Damon's gaze on Nyla wasn't purely familial.

"Prospectus Technology's

evaluation team is out of town, and the factory Mr. Damon is inspecting produces the exact ingredients Ms. Jayston needs for her research. So, she's been arranged to accompany him," Spencer explained.

Clark sneered. "If my uncle needs someone, I can pull a few people from the Sumner Group

Nyla frowned. "Clark, this is my job. Can you not cause trouble?"

Seeing her cold expression, Clark felt his heart sink. Did she not realize Damon had other intentions toward her?

"You're not going on this trip. If needed, I'll find you another job," Clark said, his tone domineering.

Nyla felt a surge of anger and scoffed. "Not going? Are you my boss or the owner of Park Pharmaceuticals? What right do you have to stop me?

With that, she pushed past him, dragging her suitcase toward the door.

Clark quickly followed but stopped short when he saw Damon standing by the car, his expression turning grim.

He walked up to Damon. "Uncle Damon, did you deliberately arrange for Nyla to go on this trip with you?"

Damon's gaze turned icy. "If you're not thinking straight, see a psychiatrist. Stop being paranoid and assuming everyone is as twisted as you."

"I can get you evaluators from the Sumner Group if you need them," Clark insisted.

Damon's eyes were cold, his presence intimidating. "You think just because you're the CEO of the Sumner Group, you can do whatever you want?"

If Clark weren't his nephew, he would have had someone check if his brain was filled with mush.

Under Damon's intense gaze, Clark felt a flicker of guilt but remained resolute for Nyla's sake.

"I just don't think it's appropriate for you to be too close to Nyla. After all, she's your niece-in-law. It would be best to avoid scandals," Clark said.

Seeing Clark's wary expression, Damon sneered. "It seems you have too much free time. I'll speak with your grandfather about having your cousin join the Sumner Group to learn about management." Clark's face turned ashen at the threat. Before he could respond, Damon got into the car.

Clark understood this was a warning and clenched his hands. If he kept interfering with Nyla's business trip, his position as CEO might be at risk.

Did this mean he had to watch Nyla spend time alone with Damon?

While he was lost in thought, Spencer loaded Nyla's suitcase into the trunk. He could only watch as Nyla got into the car silently, his face dark with anger and frustration.

As he stared after the black Maybach driving away, resentment and unwillingness churned inside him. Once he officially took over the Sumner Group, he wouldn't have to fear Damon anymore.