Chapter 153 Taking a deep breath, Dylan said slowly, "Alright, I'll follow your lead." Nyla had been busy in the lab until after 10:00 p.m. due to problems with her experiment. As she gathered her things and prepared to leave, she received a call from Clark.
His slightly icy voice cthrough as soon as she answered. "Why aren't you hyet?" "I'm wrapping up now. I'll be hsoon." Just as Nyla spoke, the elevator doors opened.
She was about to step in when she saw Damon standing inside. She hesitated for a moment.
Their eyes met, and Damon's were filled with frost. His entire demeanor radiated a chilling aloofness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNyla bit her lip, unsure if she should enter. Given Damon's attitude toward her at lunch, he clearly didn't want to see her.
Clark's voice cthrough the phone, asking if he should cpick her up.
Nyla snapped back to reality and replied, "No need. I drove. Just wait forat home.” She hung up and could feel Damon's sharp gaze on her, making her palms sweat as she gripped her phone.
"Aren't you coming in?" Damon asked, his voice icy and cutting through the air.
Nyla shook her head and answered, "No. just remembered I forgot something. You go ahead." +25 BONUS Damon released the button holding the door open without another word, and the elevator doors slowly closed in front of Nyla. The elevator descended once again.
Nyla stared at the down button for a few seconds before pressing it again.
When she finally got home, it was nearly midnight. She walked into the living room to find Clark waiting for her on the sofa..
"I might be working late often. You don't have to wait up for me," she said, frowning slightly.
Clark scowled. "Is this job really that demanding?" Nyla met his gaze, aware that he was really asking if her late hours meant spending twith Damon..
"Don't worry. Your uncle doesn't likeat all right now. My work is with another executive at Prospectus Technology. We won't have any interactions," she replied.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmClark, unperturbed by having his true concerns revealed, said, "I'm just looking out for you." Not wanting to continue the argument, Nyla nodded. “I know. Thank you. for your concern." Clark frowned, noticing Nyla wasn't taking his words seriously.
However, recalling how she had discarded Damon's gift in front of him. the previous day, he assumed Damon's pride would prevent him from. pursuing her any further.
"Nyla, let's drop this topic. Grandma sent over ssupplements today. She still cares about you," Clark said, changing the subject. Nyla glanced at the pile of supplements on the table, a hint of sarcasm.
+25 BONUS in her eyes. Marie and Clark had a way of following up a harsh reprimand with a small gesture of care.
"Thank Grandma for me," she said.
With that, Nyla started toward the stairs. She had barely reached the staircase when she heard footsteps behind her. Before she could react, her wrist was seized.
"Nyla, what's with your attitude? Are you still mad at Grandma?" Clark demanded.