Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 91

The restaurant’s lighting cast a soft glow over Damon’s normally cool profile, making his expression appear much gentler as he looked at Nyla.

The photo could easily be misinterpreted.

It was simply the angle–Damon had been speaking to her and naturally looked her way, which happened to be caught on camera.

Nyla immediately called Valarie. “What’s the deal with that photo? Who took it?”

“You’re finally up! That photo was taken by a somewhat well–known photographer who posted it on their profile. It blew up, and now everyone online is saying you and Damon are a perfect match.”

Nyla was speechless.

Although the photo only showed their profiles, anyone who knew them could easily recognize them. No wonder Clark was so furious earlier.

“It’s just the angle. Il contact Clark

uncle to sort this out,” Nyla said.

If this got any bigger, it would only cause her more trouble. She decided to call Spencer instead of contacting Damon directly.

When Spencer heard about the photo, he quickly reassured Nyla, “Ms. Jayston, we’re already in touch with the photographer to handle it. Don’t worry.

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Spencer was apologetic. “Of course. I’m really sorry about this. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have asked you to watch over Mr. Sumner last night.”

Nyla pressed her lips together. “What’s done is done. Just handle it as quickly as possible.”

She hoped not too many people had seen the photo.

“Alright, I’ll get back to work now,” Spencer said.

Spencer put away his phone and turned to Damon, who was seated at his desk. “Mr. Sumner, our team is already en route to the photographer’s place. We’ve also contacted the social media platform to delete the photo, but some people might have saved it on their phones.”

Damon’s expression was icy. “Delete all you can.”

At that moment, the office door burst open.

Clark stormed in, slamming a printed copy of the photo onto the desk. “Uncle Damon, staring at my wife so openly–isn’t that too much?!”

Damon slowly looked up, meeting Clark’s furious gaze with a cold, detached expression. Despite being seated, he exuded an aura that overshadowed Clark.

“It’s just a misleading photo. Is this really worth all this fuss?” Damon asked.

Clark sneered. “Misleading? Can you honestly say you have no feelings for Nyla?”

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Damon’s gaze remained impassive. “Whether I do or not is none of your business.”

Upon feeling the oppressive tension and seeing Damon’s icy stare, Clark’s anger flared even more. “If you don’t back off, I’ll tell Grandpa and Grandma and let them handle this.”

Damon raised an eyebrow, his demeanor turning dangerously cold. “Are you threatening me?”

Clark instinctively took a step back under Damon’s chilling gaze but quickly regained his resolve, driven by his jealousy over Nyla.

“Uncle Damon, I wouldn’t dare threaten you. I’m just reminding you that Nyla is off–limits,” Clark asserted.