Chapter 355

Although Clark was holding Nyla, her displeasure was evident.

Clearly, she was unhappy with the situation. Additionally, his hand was concealed inside her coat, which seemed highly suspicious.

"What are you doing here?" Damon demanded.

His cold gaze settled on Clark as he tapped lightly on the desk, emanating an oppressive aura.

Clark leaned closer to Nyla and whispered, "Speak."

His hand, hidden behind Nyla, shifted slightly, causing her to go rigid.

At that moment, Damon finally realized what felt so off.

His eyes turned icy as he fixed his sharp gaze on Clark. It was as if it could cut through him at any moment.

"Clark, it seems you really want to join your father!" Damon threatened.

Intimidated by Damon's aura, Clark's hand on Nyla's waist trembled.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to meet Damon's eyes. "Uncle Damon, if I hadn't done this, you wouldn't have agreed to see me, right?"

"I'm giving you three seconds to let her go. Otherwise, I'll ensure you understan