Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 665



Mockery flashed in Nyla's eyes. "You call being in his 30s young? That's more like being a man-child."

If it weren't for Cindy constantly cleaning up Clark's mess, he wouldn't have become increasingly reckless, ultimately resorting to kidnapping others. Cindy continued to plead, "Ms. Kinsey... if you could just let Clark go—"

Nyla interrupted her, "I won't let him off. He's currently in police custody, and kidnapping is a criminal offense that can't be dismissed."

"All you have to do is write a forgiveness letter, and the judge will definitely show leniency," Cindy insisted.

"Would you offer that to someone who tried to kill Clark?" Nyla retorted.

Cindy froze.

After several seconds, she mumbled, "But... you two were once in love and married for a few years... Why act so ruthlessly? He just made a momentary mistake..."

"Save that for the police. Let's see if they'll believe you," Nyla said, turning away as she left.

Cindy wanted to chase after her, but Cyrus stopped her. "It's pointless to go after her. She hates Clark so much right now that she'll never agree to a forgiveness letter."

"But aside from pleading with Nyla, we have no other options," Cindy replied.

Cyrus' expression darkened as he said, "No, there's one other way."

"What is it?" Cindy asked.

"We get our hands on Dad's inheritance and then leave the country," Cyrus answered.

Cindy looked at him in disbelief, gritting her teeth. "What do you mean, Cyrus?! You don't plan on caring about Clark anymore?!"

"Do you think I don't want to? The police are already involved. What more can I do? And don't forget, Damon has almost complete control in Saintornia.

"Who would dare to help the person he targets? Right now, it's a miracle that we can still protect ourselves!" Cyrus argued.

"As for Clark, let's just pretend he never existed!" he added.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

If Clark hadn't stubbornly gone against his advice, things wouldn't have ended up like this. He had brought this upon himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cindy slapped him hard across the face, trembling with anger. "Cyrus, I misjudged you! You're so heartless! Since you don't plan to care about Clark anymore, let's cut all ties and never speak again!"

"Fine, let's cut all ties! I'm fed up!" Cyrus snapped before walking away.

Cindy glared at his retreating figure, her eyes filled with resentment.

...

When Nyla got home, Mason rushed into her arms the moment she stepped through the door.

"Mommy, where have you been? I missed you so much!" he exclaimed.

Upon seeing the unease in Mason's eyes, Nyla's heart softened. Ever since the kidnapping, he had been plagued by nightmares, and only recently had he begun to feeDbetter.

Now that she had suddenly gone out, he probably felt insecure again.

Nyla knelt, revealing an egg tart she had hidden behind her back.

Smiling, she said, "Didn't you say you wanted an egg tart? I went to get you one."

"You're the best, Mommy!" Mason cheered.

He happily accepted the egg tart and walked toward the dining table, beaming.

Watching his cheerful steps, Nyla couldn't help but smile.

Just as she was about to head back to her room, her phone suddenly rang.

Seeing an unfamiliar number, she immediately rejected the call.

The other side didn't call back, and she didn't think much of it-probably a wrong number or a telemarketer.

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After changing into her loungewear, Nyla entered the kitchen and opened the fridge, only to find it nearly. empty. She decided to do some grocery shopping after lunch

She took out the remaining ingredients and began washing and preparing the food.

Just as she finished washing the vegetables, the doorbell rang.

She walked to the door and looked through the peephole but saw nothing.

Frowning, she returned to the living room to check the surveillance footage.