NovelEnglishDamon's expression darkened as he immediately stood up, instructing coldly, "Keep watching them and have the driver bring the car downstairs." He had an ominous feeling, and his instincts were usually spot-on.
At the restaurant, Nyla was direct. "Mr. Davey, you said you'd only hand over the evidence if we met in person. Can you give it tonow?" Ryan nodded. "Of course." He pulled a file from his bag and handed it to Nyla, his expression solemn. "Ms. Jayston, I hope you can use this evidence wisely and secure justice for my father." If Nyla hadn't suspected that Ryan had ulterior motives, she might have been deceived. He was playing the role of a helpless man seeking justice for his father perfectly-his eyes red and full of frustration. "Alright. If the evidence is useful, I will give it to my lawyer as soon as possible," Nyla replied.
As she flipped through the file, her face turned pale, and her hands trembled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Are you sure this evidence is real?" she asked.
"I swear on my life that it is. But if you don't believe me, there's nothing more I can do," Ryan confirmed. Nyla closed the file and looked up at him. "I will verify it. If it's real, I will hand it over to my lawyer." "Thank you, Ms. Jayston," Ryan said.
On the way to the restaurant, Damon's anxiety grew stronger, his brows furrowing deeply.
The moment the car stopped at Nine Stream, he suddenly remembered where he had seen Ryan before.
It was Ryan who had accompanied Cyrus when he cto borrow money to deal with Harris Pharmaceuticals six years ago! Damon scowled and hurriedly exited the car, heading into the restaurant.
As he walked in, he saw Nyla sitting by the window, but she was alone. His gaze hardened as he approached her. He sat down across from her, his voice low. "Where is Ryan Davey?" Nyla was not surprised to see Damon. When he had asked about Ryan in the parking lot that morning, she had suspected he would investigate him. His presence here was not unexpected.
"He left," she answered.
Meeting Nyla's indifferent gaze, Damon swallowed, his nerves evident.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What did he tell you?" he asked.
Nyla lowered her eyes and spoke slowly. "Not much. He just toldthat the accident with Harris Pharmaceuticals six years ago was related to you." She felt a twinge of relief that she had ended things with Damon before learning the truth. Otherwise, she wasn't sure how she would have handled discovering it. "Nyla, when he ctofor that money, I didn't know he was using it against Harris Pharmaceuticals," Damon clarified.
Nyla chuckled. "You didn't know he was using it against Harris Pharmaceuticals? Did you also not know he's someone who doesn't hesitate to use any means to achieve his goals?" Cyrus had asked Damon for money more than once and had engaged in various shady dealings.
Nyla didn't believe that Damon was unaware of how the money was m used , but he never probed further and didn't seem to care. Damon's hands clenched on the table. "Nyla, I admit this was my mistake." Nyla shook her head. "It's not just that you were wrong. The mistake was that I shouldn't have fallen for you."
In the end, she had no right to blhim. After all, Cyrus was his older om brother, and he should have given the money when asked. Damon's eyes widened, his breath growing heavier. "Nyla-" Nyla interrupted him, "We... were
never meant to be together. Even without Rebecca, we would-haven eventually parted ways. Let's end this here and stop dragging out." SV ID X
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