Chapter 18

Nyla's grip on the car door tightened, her fingertips turning white. She bit her lip and lowered her gaze, speaking softly. "Okay, sorry for the trouble, Uncle Damon."

As soon as she closed the door, the black Maybach began to drive away. Based on Damon's earlier attitude, she guessed he didn't like her.

Damon was naturally aloof, and their few encounters had been far from pleasant. It was only natural he disliked her.

Nyla turned and slowly walked toward her apartment complex, soon disappearing into the stairwell.

Inside the black Maybach, Spencer kept his head down and stayed silent, sensing Damon's icy aura. He had thought Damon might show some leniency since Nyla was his niece-in-law.

Given that Damon had dismissed the coat Nyla tried to return, it was clear he was cold toward all women except Marie. Spencer made a mental note never to act on his own again.

Damon closed his eyes to rest, but he could still smell the faint scent of gardenias from Nyla's presence in the car, ma