NovelBookChapter 161 "Let go!" Damon said.
Looking into Damon's angry eyes, Nyla finally felt a sense of relief after surviving the ordeal, and her eyes reddened. She slowly opened her hand, revealing the bloody mess of her palm and the piece of glass embedded in it.
Damon's expression darkened as he picked her up and headed out.
Nyla grabbed his shirt collar, her voice weak. "Mr. Sumner, just have someone bringsclothes." If Damon carried her out of the company, rumors would undoubtedly spread like wildfire by the next day.
Damon looked down at her, his gaze cold. Upon seeing her pale, delicate face looking so pitiful, his expression darkened further. "Your hand is injured. It needs immediate attention." Nyla shook her head stubbornly. "There's a first-aid kit in the lab. I can take care of it myself and go to the hospital later." Damon could tell that she didn't want to be associated with him, so his expression grew even darker. "Should I call Clark for you?" Nyla tightened her grip on his shirt before shaking her head. "No. Just call the police for me." "Alright," he said, setting her down and calling Spencer to bring a set of women's clothes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSoon, Spencer entered the lab with the clothes. Seeing Nyla disheveled and wearing Damon's jacket, he was astonished. Could it be that... Damon and Nyla...
Noticing Spencer's expression, Damon knew what he was thinking. With 1/3 +25 BONUS Chapter 161 a poker face, he instructed, "Give her the clothes and notify security to take the man in the equipment room to the police." Spencer snapped out of his surprise and handed the clothes to Nyla.
"Thank you," Nyla said, then took the clothes and walked to the restroom.
Although the drug's effects hadn't fully worn off, she had rested enough to change clothes.
Spencer went to the equipment room and found Dylan lying on the floor. It finally dawned on him what had happened.
A few minutes later, the security team arrived and took Dylan to the police station.
"Mr. Sumner, about Dylan..." Spencer began.
A cold glint flashed in Damon's eyes. "I don't want to see him out again. Also, delete all the surveillance footage from today in the lab building." "Yes, sir!" Spencer replied.
Nyla changed into the new clothes and washed her face in the restroom. Upon seeing her swollen cheeks in the mirror, her eyes dimmed.
When she returned to the lab, Damon and Spencer were gone, and Dylan had been taken away.
The equipment room had been restored to its original state. If not for the stinging pain in her face, she might have thought it had all been a bad dream.
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She bandaged her hand and sent a message to HR, requesting leave to go to the hospital. The wound was deep, and she needed a tetanus shot. 2/3 +25 BONUS Nyla entered the payment hall with the paperwork in hand and immediately spotted Clark and Jordyn leaving.
Clark was holding sdocuments, his brow furrowed slightly as hem spoke quietly to Jordyn. Jordyn, in turn, smiled patiently and explained things to him. It seemed that Clark was accompanying Jordyn for a prenatal check-up.
Nyla couldn't help but smile wryly. They looked more like a couple than she and Clark ever did.
She turned to head in the opposite direction, but Clark appeared to sense Waymething and looked nem way He recognized Nyla's back, and his frown deepened. He began walking toward her, but Jordyn grabbed his wrist. "Clarko, we need to go for the check-up. Don't you have a meeting later? she reminded him.
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