Chapter 216

"Uncle Damon, wake up," Nyla said, pushing him away.

She quickly got out of bed and watched him warily, gripping the bedside lamp tightly, ready to use it for self-defense if he charged at her.

Damon nearly fell off the bed from her push.

After a few seconds, he looked at her in confusion, his usually cold face now flushed. His eyes burned with a fierce intensity, as if a fire were scorching right through one's heart.

"Come here," he commanded.

Nyla frowned but stayed where she was.

Damon looked dangerous. His gaze was filled with a predatory desire as if he might devour her at any moment.

Nyla's mind raced, trying to understand Cyrus' motive.

Tonight was Marie's party. Had Cyrus chosen this moment to create a scandal, intending to make it look like she and Damon were having an affair?

No, this would not only embarrass the Sumners but also severely offend Damon. It was more likely that Cyrus wanted Damon to have relations with her and then use this as leverage to blackmail him