CHAPTER 87
“Clarko, I’m shopping for groceries. What would you like for dinner?”
Nyla looked up. Upon seeing who it was, her expression darkened. It was Jordyn.
Seeing Jordyn’s smiling face and shy demeanor, Nyla felt a wave of disgust. It seemed like the “Clarko” Jordyn was talking to was Clark.
Thinking about what those two had done until they ended up in the hospital made Nyla feel sick. She quickly grabbed the fish and turned to leave with her cart.
Jordyn didn’t notice Nyla and continued talking on the phone with Clark, who sounded indifferent. “I won’t be
coming over tonight. Eat by yourself.”
Clark hung up before Jordyn could respond.
Putting down his phone, Clark checked his messages and saw that his last message to Nyla from a few days ago was still unread. Irritation flashed in his eyes.
His restless thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, followed by Michael entering the room. “Mr. Sumner, we just got a call from Rontana. They said nothing unusual happened, except for two nights. ago. Mrs. Sumner was almost assaulted by someone from Skyray Medical. Your uncle rescued her,” Michael informed Clark.
“What?!” Clark’s face darkened with anger. “Why am I just hearing about this now?”
“They saw your uncle carrying Mrs. Sumner out… They didn’t dare report it until they confirmed the details, “Michael replied.
Clark’s expression grew even darker, his gaze filled with menace.
Noticing his boss‘ chilling aura, Michael trembled slightly and kept his head down:
“Understood. You can go.” As Michael reached the door, Clark’s icy voice stopped him. “Make sure those responsible are dealt with.”
“Mr. Sumner, your uncle already handled them, and they’re all in custody now,” Michael said.
“Then make sure they stay there. Permanently,” Clark instructed.
Seeing the killing intent in Clark’s eyes, Michael felt a shiver of fear and quickly nodded. “Yes, sir.”
After Michael left, Clark called Nyla, but the line was busy. He put down his phone, thought for a moment, then got up and left.
When Nyla got home with her groceries, she found Clark waiting by her door. Her expression immediately turned cold.
“Nyla, were you out buying groceries?” he asked.
Nyla ignored Clark, treating him as if he were invisible, and moved to unlock her door, but he blocked her.
“Nyla, are you still mad about me not letting you go on that business trip?” he asked.
Nyla looked down, her gaze filled with disgust and impatience. “No.”
Clark sighed in exasperation. “You’re clearly upset. You always ignore me when you’re angry.”
He reached for her grocery bags, but she pulled away, stepping back with a mocking expression.
“Clark, you think I wouldn’t find out about your disgusting affair with Jordyn just because I was away on a business trip?” she questioned.
Clark’s face paled, a guilty look flashing across his features. “Nyla, did someone say something to you?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
Clutching the grocery bags tightly, Nyla realized her words almost revealed that she had someone. watching him.
She quickly recovered and sneered. “Say something to me? I overheard Jordyn calling you at the supermarket earlier, asking about dinner. If you had really cut ties with her, how could she still contact you? Don’t take me for a fool!”