Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 447



Chapter 447



Rebecca knew she had truly lost Nathaniel this time. He had always been unconditionally tolerant of her, which had made her increasingly reckless, assuming he would always be by her side.

After crying, she slowly got up and headed back to Damon's villa.

As if anticipating her return, the villa's staff stopped her at the door and handed her the document Damon had given her in the living room.

"Ms. Austen, Mr. Sumner asked that you sign this document and sever all ties with him," the housekeeper said.

Rebecca's face flushed with anger. "Where is Damon? I want to see him!"

The housekeeper's eyes flashed with disdain. "Mr. Sumner isn't here right now. I'd advise you to sign the document and take the money. Mr. Sumner's patience is limited."

Infuriated, Rebecca raised her hand to slap the arrogant housekeeper, but her hand was quickly caught.

The housekeeper roughly pushed her, sending her crashing to the ground. The document was tossed in front of her.

"Ms. Austen, I am not your servant, and you have no right to lay a hand on me," the housekeeper said, slamming the door shut.

Rebecca had never faced such humiliation. She picked up the document from the ground, her eyes burning with fury. She almost tore the document apart.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The disgrace of the day would be forever etched in her memory, all because of Nyla!

She wasn't going to give up easily.

In the end, Rebecca left with the document in hand.

...

Early the next morning, the doorbell rang just after Nyla got up.

"Ms. Jayston, Mr. Sumner asked me to deliver these things to you," the person at the door said.

Nyla frowned and did not open the door. "Please tell him not to send anything anymore. I don't want to see him."

The person at the door hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ms. Jayston... Mr. Sumner said if I don't complete this task, I won't have a job tomorrow."

Nyla was taken aback by Damon's audacity in using such threats. Did he really think she would be swayed?

Despite her irritation, she didn't want to make things difficult for the messenger-it was Damon's fault, after all.

She opened the door and said coolly, "Just give it to me."

The messenger looked relieved and grateful. "Thank you, Ms. Jayston."

Seeing that it was breakfast from a renowned spot in Saintornia, Nyla pursed her lips. "You can go now. Thank you."

After the messenger left, Nyla called Damon. "Where are you now?"

"At the office. Did you get the breakfast I sent?" he asked.

"Yes, but I'm not very satisfied," Nyla replied.

"Don't like it?" Damon asked.

Nyla pressed her lips together. "It's not that. I just don't feel your sincerity. Sending someone to buy it only show's you have money. If you really wanted to send it, why didn't you queue yourself and bring it?" Content belongs to

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There was a brief silence on the other end. Just as Nyla thought Damon might be upset, his light chuckle came through as he said, "Alright. I'll do it now."

Nyla frowned and hung up.

An hour later, Damon indeed showed up at her door with breakfast from the same place.

His hair was a bit messy, his suit

jacket was off, and the sleeves of his

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white shirt were rolled up, exposing his strong forearms. The shirt, usually neatly pressed, was wrinkled and looked somewhat disheveled.

It was probably the first time he had waited in line with others to buy breakfast.

When Nyla opened the door and saw the box he handed her, she said expressionlessly, "Mr. Sumner, do you realize what time it is? I've already eaten. You can keepût for yourself."


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