NovelUpdateChapter 1138 "Rain boots?" Damon guessed.
"No," Nyla replied curtly.
"Galoshes?" Damon tried again.
Nyla didn't bother responding.
"Knee-high socks?" Damon ventured.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No! They're torn socks! Didn't you see the little ripped parts I drew?" Nyla cried.
"I thought those were just wear and tear," Damon reasoned.
For a moment, Nyla doubted her artistic ability. Was she really that bad at drawing? "Damon, be honest with me. Are my drawings really that abstract?" she asked.
Damon hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Not exactly. Swords are just harder to draw. Maybe try simpler ones next time." Mason, unbothered, chimed in, "Daddy, stop sugarcoating it. Her drawings are abstract." Damon glared at him. "Be quiet." Mason crossed his arms. "Fine. But I'm definitely not playing Pictionary with Mommy again!" "Then I'll play with her!" Damon countered.
Mason and Nyla were both speechless.
Truthfully, Nyla didn't want to play this ganymore, either. She quickly said, "Alright, it's getting late. Let's have dinner." "Okay," Damon and Mason chorused.
After dinner, Nyla followed Damon into the study.
"Damon, is something going on at the company? You seem distracted," she asked.
Damon turned to look at her, his gaze deep: "Nothing serious. Just tired. By the way, Alexander went to see you today. Why didn't you mention it when you were at the office?" Nyla was surprised he knew. "I didn't think it was important, so I didn't bring it up. How did you find out?" "I've had someone keeping tabs on him ever since he saved Buddy. He must've told you about your connection. What do you think?" Damon asked.
Nyla lowered her gaze and fell silent for a moment before speaking. "I won't leave with him. To me, he's just a stranger." "Good. That's all I needed to hear," Damon replied.
Hearing this, Nyla looked up at him and huffed, "What's that supposed to mean? Did you really think I'd leave you?" "No, but I was worried you'd agree to go to Meristate out of a desire to see your mother," Damon explained.
Nyla hesitated, then said quietly, don't want to see her. She's never cback forall these years. She has her own family now There's no point." Damon pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her head. "You haveand Buddy. We're your family now. Don't let it upset you." "Mm," Nyla hummed quietly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter a moment of affection, Nyla left the study.
Pedro sneered when he heard that Nyla had refused to help. "Kexpected this She and Damon are on the sside-there's no way she'd help us."
The thought of Damon holding 10% of the Wilkie Group's shares kept Pedro uplatnight, a heavy weight pressing on his chest. Theo's face was grim. "Grandpa, what should we do now?" Without recovering that 10%, managing the company would always feel precarious.
Pedro's expression darkened.
After a long silence, he finally spoke. "If Damon won't take the easy way, then we'll use force to get those shares back." Theo's eyes lit up. "You mean..."
"There are plenty of companies in Saintornia that want to take down If we can't work with Damon, we'll work with his rivals," Pedro said. Prospectus, Teamology
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