Chapter 198

Damon's gaze darkened. "Not yet. The hotel's surveillance was damaged, so I had Spencer check the cameras around the hotel. The most important thing for you tonight is to get some rest. We can handle everything else tomorrow morning."

"Got it. Thanks, Uncle Damon," Nyla said gratefully.

"There's no need to thank me. Although it might not be the best time to say this, happy birthday," Damon wished her.

Nyla was momentarily taken aback, then replied softly, "Thank you."

If Valarie didn't wake up, she might never enjoy her birthdays again.

"Get some rest," Damon urged.

"Okay," Nyla agreed.

She went to her room, decorated in the same black, white, and gray scheme as the living room. A faint, pleasant fragrance lingered in the air—one she couldn't identify but found quite nice.

After taking a shower, she lay down, expecting to have trouble sleeping, but fatigue soon overcame her, and she drifted into a deep sleep.

Unbeknownst to her, shortly after she fell asleep, a maid quietly en