Chapter 148

Nyla met Clark's cold gaze. With a scoff, she snatched the flowers and supplements from his hands, tossing them into the trash can.

Spencer's eyes widened with shock, quickly shifting to anger. "Ms. Jayston, how could you do that? Mr. Damon came to see you, and you—"

Before he could finish, Damon had already turned and left, his presence so chilling that it sent shivers down one's spine.

Spencer, struggling to control his frustration, hurried to catch up with Damon.

"Mr. Sumner, are we just going to leave like this?" Spencer asked.

The situation felt unbearably humiliating. After all, Damon had helped Nyla numerous times before, but she had repaid his kindness with disdain.

"What else? Storm into the room and demand an explanation?" Damon retorted.

He wasn't the type to grovel. Plenty of women wanted to be with him—he didn't need her specifically.

Sensing the frostiness in Damon's gaze, Spencer felt a chill rise from his feet and dared not speak further. Damon was clearly in a