**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**
**Chapter 153**
Nyla pivoted sharply towards the entrance, her heart racing as she spotted Tom striding forward, his face a mask of cold resolve. A smirk curled on her lips, a mixture of amusement and disdain. “Mr. Genge, to what do I owe the displeasure of your visit?” she asked, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Tom’s gaze pierced through her, icy and unyielding. “Let Jacqueline go,” he commanded, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of urgency.
Nyla’s expression hardened, her brows knitting together in disbelief. “You must be joking. Valarie lies unconscious in the ICU because of her actions. What gives you the right to demand I release her?” She felt a surge of defiance, her anger bubbling just beneath the surface.
“Even if you were to cast her out this very moment, it wouldn’t rouse Valarie from her slumber. Jacqueline has already faced her consequences,” Tom countered, his voice firm, as if he were trying to reason with a child who refused to see the truth.
Nyla scoffed, a sharp laugh escaping her lips. “What consequences? You think this is enough punishment?” Her tone was mocking, as she crossed her arms defiantly, refusing to back down.
Tom’s frown deepened as he regarded Nyla, his patience wearing thin. Her obstinacy was infuriating, especially considering Jacqueline’s fragile state. “If you proceed with this, you will undoubtedly offend the Rainfords. A clash between the Rainford Group and the Sumner Group would spell disaster for you, and the Sumners won’t hesitate to retaliate,” he warned, his voice low and serious.
Nyla raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “So, Mr. Genge, are you genuinely concerned for my well-being?” She let the sarcasm drip from her words like venom, relishing the tension that crackled in the air.
Tom’s expression hardened further, the chill in his gaze intensifying. “Your intentions matter little to me. Should you dare to push her out today, I assure you, I won’t let you off lightly. And don’t think Damon can shield you forever; he is not omnipotent.”
The two locked eyes, the atmosphere thick with unspoken threats and simmering animosity. Each second stretched into eternity as they stood there, neither willing to back down.
Finally, Nyla broke the silence, her voice cold and cutting. “If Valarie knew you were defending the woman who caused her this pain, she would surely reconsider her feelings for you. It’s almost laughable.”
Tom narrowed his eyes, his temper flaring. “This is a matter between me and Valarie. You have no right to judge my choices!” His voice rose slightly, a hint of desperation creeping in.
Nyla’s lips curled into a sly smile. “I could let her go right now, but mark my words, this won’t conclude here,” she warned, her tone chilling.


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