Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Mentioning this made Richard's chest rise and fall with anger. He cursed in his heart, wondering why Nyla hadn't died back then.

“Is that really all it takes?" Damon asked.

"Yes! For the Sumners, reputation is more important than anything!" Richard snapped.

Damon took a deep breath, trying to suppress the emotions threatening to

boil over. "What exactly did you do to me five years ago? Why don't I have any memories related to her?"

Richard

maintained a straight face. "You don't need to worry about that. You'll never remember that woman, and I won't allow you to remain entangled with her.

"Remember, you're engaged now. If you get involved with her again, she won't be able to handle the consequences!"

"And what if I want to be involved with her?" Damon pressed.

He didn't have any feelings for Nyla. In fact, he felt a bit of repulsion. However, he was even less willing to let others dictate his life.

Whether he ended up hating Nyla or falling in love with her again after regaining his memories was his own

business. It was not for anyone else to decide.

"Then you can try and see if she's as lucky this time as she was five years ago!" Richard growled.

Upon detecting the threat in Richard's tone, Damon's eyes turned icy.

"Dad, you may not be willing to talk, but I'll find a way to make everyone around you speak. I want to see whether their lives or their loyalty to you is m in return.

Richard fumed, his finger trembling as he pointed at Damon. "Damon, you've gone too far!"

Damon smirked. "You're my father. Don't you know my personality by now? No one is going to dictate my life-not even you!"

With that, Damon turned to the bodyguards behind

him and coldly said, "My father's health isn't good. He should stay in the estate and try not to go out."

"Damon, what do you mean by that?! Are you trying to imprison me in the estate?!" Richárd questioned.

Damon turned back to look at the

furious Richard. "How could that be?

I'm just worried about your health. Of course, you could tell me the

truth right now, and then I'd have

everyone in the estate level"

Seeing Richard fall silent, Damon turned and walked away. After all, whether Richard spoke or not, knowing the truth was just a matter of time.

After Damon left, Richard immediately called Cyrus, instructing him to return from abroad at once.

In Capitarnia, Nyla had just finished bathing Mason and was getting ready for bed when she heard some noise at the door.

Her heart sank, and she hurriedly sent Mason to lock the door to his room.

She slowly approached the door,

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planning to see what was going on.

Just a few steps from the door she af

heard a "click" as it was pulled open.

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Nyla instantly turned pale and quickly ran toward the living room, where her phone lay on the sofa.

However, just a few steps later, a wet towel covered her nose. A pungent smell hit her, and she quickly lost consciousness.

"Nyla! Nyla! Wake up!"

Nyla jolted awake from a shaking sensation.

She opened her eyes to see Oliver looking at her with concern. She sat up abruptly, remembering what had happened before she fainted, and quickly asked, "Where's Buddy?!"

Oliver's expression was grim. "Nyla, the door was open when I arrived, and I found you unconscious in the living room. Buddy... is missing..."