**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
by Sage Hunter Lane
**Chapter 184**
Nyla had yet to face Jordyn regarding the underhanded act of bribing the maid to switch her dress during the last event. It was a matter that weighed heavily on her mind, but just days after the incident, Jordyn was already testing Nyla’s patience once more.
As Nyla considered the flimsy accusations being hurled at her, she couldn’t help but find the situation absurd. The sheer audacity of Clark, who had taken these claims at face value without so much as a moment’s thought for verification, showcased just how deeply he had succumbed to foolishness. It was almost comical, really.
Taking a moment to collect her thoughts, Nyla picked up her phone and dialed Michael. She needed the audio that was being presented as evidence against her, and thankfully, Michael was quick to assist. After a brief conversation, she sent the recording to a well-respected forensic agency in Saintornia. Given the stakes involved, they assured her results would be ready within three days—a timeline that felt both comforting and nerve-wracking.
With a sense of purpose, Nyla packed a small suitcase, filling it with a few changes of clothes before checking into a hotel. She anticipated that Clark would come looking for her the following day, and she had no desire to engage in any futile arguments until she had concrete evidence in hand.
True to her expectations, the morning after her arrival at the hotel, her phone rang incessantly as soon as she stepped into the office. It was Clark, his voice brimming with agitation, almost bordering on panic. “Where are you? You didn’t come home again last night?! Were you with Damon?”
A frown creased Nyla’s brow as she listened to his frantic tone. Without a second thought, she hung up the call. He tried reaching out to her several more times, but she simply declined each call, her annoyance growing until she ultimately decided to block his number entirely.
Realizing he had been cut off, Clark resorted to waiting outside Prospectus Technology. Now that he had been ousted from the Sumner Group, he had an abundance of time on his hands, and he was unwavering in his determination to drag Nyla back to the Summer residence.
As Nyla exited the office that evening, she was met with Clark’s imposing figure. His face was stormy, and his eyes burned with a fierce intensity. “Nyla, have you given any thought to what I proposed yesterday?”
She rolled her eyes, incredulous. “You really think I’d even entertain the idea of that?”
Attempting to sidestep him, he seized her arm, his grip tight and demanding. “How does ruining my life benefit you? You once claimed to love me, yet now you won’t even do this one small thing to assist me. Were all those feelings just a facade?”


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