**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 193**
**Chapter 193**
As Damon pulled into the driveway of Nyla’s home, he noted the sun had dipped low in the sky, casting long shadows across the pavement. An hour had slipped away since he had planned to arrive, and an unsettling feeling settled in his stomach.
“What’s going on?” he inquired, his voice steady yet laced with concern as he stepped through the door.
Nyla glanced up at him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, the redness around them betraying a sleepless night. “Uncle Damon, can you help me find a place to stay? If I look for one myself, Clark might continue to harass me.”
Damon’s heart sank at the sight of her vulnerability. The strength he had always admired in Nyla seemed to waver, and his expression hardened with resolve. “Did Clark come by earlier?” he pressed, his voice low and serious.
Nyla nodded, her gaze dropping to the floor, shame and fear mingling in her demeanor. “Yes. I don’t know how he got the keys, but he just walked right in.”
Damon felt a surge of anger. “Alright. I’ll take care of the rental. Do you need assistance with the divorce?” His eyes searched hers, hoping to find a spark of determination.
Nyla’s shoulders slumped. “The divorce should be happening soon,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Got it,” Damon replied, his mind racing with thoughts of how to protect her from Clark’s unpredictable behavior.
As Damon’s gaze lingered on her, Nyla felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She clenched her hands together, summoning the courage to meet his eyes. “If that’s all, and since it’s getting late, I’ll see you out,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.
Damon stood up, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on him. “No need for that. Get some rest,” he replied, his tone softening just a fraction.
After leaving the neighborhood, Damon felt a sense of urgency. He dialed Spencer’s number, his brow furrowing with concern. “Clark broke into Nyla’s place tonight. Did the two people I asked you to arrange not notice anything?”
The thought of Clark being alone with Nyla filled Damon with unease. With Clark expelled from the Sumner Group, he was a loose cannon, and who knew what he might attempt next?
“Mr. Sumner, I’ll find out what happened right away,” Spencer assured him, his voice steady.
Damon’s jaw tightened. “Whatever the reason, replace them with new ones. Also, find a place to rent under your name,” he instructed, his mind already racing with plans.
“Understood. I’ll handle it immediately,” Spencer replied promptly.


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