Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 203

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 203**

**Chapter 203**

Damon was seated at the long, polished conference table, surrounded by colleagues, when an urgent call pierced through the mundane discussions. In an instant, he rose from his chair, his voice dropping to a low, intense whisper that demanded attention. “I understand. I’ll have people look into it right away.” The atmosphere shifted, the gravity of his words hanging in the air like a storm cloud ready to burst.

Spencer, who had been sitting nearby, felt a jolt of concern surge through him. He quickly approached Damon, his brow furrowed with worry. “Mr. Sumner, what’s happening?”

Damon’s gaze was fierce, his mind racing with the implications of the news he had just received. “Dismiss the meeting. We’ll reconvene tomorrow. I need you to contact the two individuals I asked you to arrange for Nyla’s protection—do it immediately. She’s missing.” The weight of his words struck Spencer like a physical blow, and realization dawned on him, the seriousness of the situation sinking in.

“I’ll take care of it right away,” Spencer replied, determination igniting within him as he rushed to execute Damon’s orders.

Once back in his office, Damon’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each more troubling than the last. His heart raced as he envisioned the worst-case scenarios. Just then, a sharp knock broke through his reverie. It was Spencer, his face a mask of grim urgency. “Mr. Sumner, the two guards have reported that Ms. Jayston’s car is heading out of town. I’ve instructed them to try and intercept it.”

“Good. Send me her current location,” Damon commanded, his voice steady yet laced with an undercurrent of anxiety.

“Got it,” Spencer replied, his fingers flying over his phone as he sent the information.

However, just as Spencer was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his phone rang, and he answered it with a frown. But as he listened, his complexion drained of color.

“Mr. Sumner… the person in the car… isn’t Ms. Jayston…” he stammered, the reality of the situation crashing down around them.

Damon’s eyes widened in disbelief, a chill running down his spine. “Who is it then?” His voice was barely above a whisper, the tension palpable.

“It’s a taxi driver. Apparently, while Ms. Jayston was paying at a gas station, someone slipped him cash to drive off in her car. Ms. Jayston is now missing,” Spencer explained, his voice trembling with the weight of the revelation.

Damon’s frustration boiled over, his temper flaring. “Useless! You couldn’t even keep track of one person! Get the gas station’s surveillance footage right now!” he barked, his voice echoing in the confines of the office.

Meanwhile, in a desolate warehouse on the outskirts of the city, Nyla slowly regained consciousness. The world around her was hazy, and as her senses sharpened, she realized she was bound to a chair, tape covering her mouth, rendering her cries for help silent. Panic surged through her as she instinctively struggled against her restraints, the reality of her situation sinking in.

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