Chapter 251

"Drink the soup first. I'll think about what you said," Nyla replied.

"Nyla, my dad said that as long as you don't hand the evidence over to the police, you can ask for whatever compensation you want," Clark said.

Nyla placed the bowl on the table, her expression unreadable as she looked at Clark. "I said I would consider it. Focus on your recovery. I'll visit you again tomorrow."

After Nyla left, Clark called Cyrus, frustration evident in his voice. "She still hasn't agreed."

Cyrus sneered. "I told you the self-pity trick wouldn't work, but you wouldn't listen. Are you finally giving up?"

Earlier, Cyrus had planned to kill Nyla outright, but Clark suggested staging a self-pity act, pretending that he had been disabled while saving her. This was supposed to soften her heart and persuade her to destroy the evidence. But it had all been for nothing.

"I didn't expect her to be so heartless. Even with my legs ruined, she won't relent. She wants a divorce and won't destroy the evidenc