Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 445



Seeing Nyla's indifferent gaze, Damon realized that continuing the discussion tonight would be futile.

"Then get some rest. We'll talk again tomorrow," he said.

"There's no need to talk, Mr. Sumner. Please don't come back to disturb my peaceful life," Nyla replied coldly. The chill, combined with a hint of disdain in Nyla's eyes, struck Damon like a heavy blow, leaving his face pale.

"Then I'II... leave for now. If you feel unwell, just call me," he offered.

Nyla did not respond. She simply walked to the door and opened it.

Damon pressed his lips together, standing in the living room for a moment before sighing and leaving.

After closing the door, Nyla leaned against it, exhaling softly as her emotions churned.

Downstairs, Damon's face was stormy with anger.

"Bring Rebecca to me!" he roared.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Less than an hour later, two men in black suits brought Rebecca into Damon's villa.

Damon sat on the sofa, his gaze cold and filled with rage.

Rebecca had never seen him like this before and was trembling with fear. Her voice quivered as she spoke. "Damon... I..."

"Rebecca, the biggest regret I have now is being with you back then," Damon said.

Rebecca turned pale, tears welling up in her eyes. "Damon... do you really hate me that much?"

"I don't hate you. I just find you disgusting," he spat.

The disgust in his eyes was like a knife to Rebecca's heart. She bit her lip hard, tasting blood but refusing to let go.

The men in black forced Rebecca to sit opposite Damon, where a document lay on the table.

"Sign this document, and we'll have no further connection. I owe you nothing," Damon stated. Even without opening it, Rebecca could guess what the document was about.

"No, I won't sign it!" she cried, shrinking back and shaking her head as tears continued to fall.

Damon's smile was cold. "I advise

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you to sign it. If you don't, don't ever

use the favor you did for me back then as a bargaining chip. I've given you a chance, but you refused." Content belongs to

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"No, you can't do this to me!"

Rebecca said, looking up at him.

"Damon, I carried you down the mountain when you were

unconscious, falling countless times and getting injured. Now, just because I drugged you tonight, you want to cut ties with me? How can you be so ungrateful?" Content

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Damon's gaze was icy. "Do you know what happened to people who drugged me in the past?"

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sitting there was because of the favor she had done for him. No matter how significant the favor was, using it as a shield for her repeated scheming had wornout Damon's patience.

Rebecca trembled, unable to meet his gaze.

"I won't sign it no matter what. You owe me a life!" she cried.

Damon's eyes narrowed, his aura growing cold.

Everyone else in the room held their breath, knowing that attracting Damon's attention while he was furious was akin to courting death.

Just as the room fell into a tense silence, the villa's front door was suddenly flung open.

Nathaniel burst in, looking anxious. Seeing that Rebecca was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Damon.

"Damon, what is the meaning of having your men suddenly take Rebecca away?" he demanded.

Damon looked up, his voice cold. "Why don't you ask her yourself what tonight's drugging was all about?"