Chapter 384

There was a brief pause on the other end before Cyrus' cold voice cut through the silence. "You'd better not fall into my hands, or I'll make sure you wish you were dead."

He hung up immediately after that.

Nyla took a deep breath to steady her anger and frustration, vowing that she would get another chance to catch him.

After changing her clothes, she grabbed her bag and headed out. As she approached the elevator, the doors slid open. She hesitated for a moment when she saw the two people inside.

Rebecca, dressed in a white dress, was clinging to Damon's arm, her face bright with a smile.

When she saw Nyla, she subconsciously tightened her grip on Damon's arm, and her smile faltered slightly.

"Ms. Jayston, what a coincidence!" Rebecca greeted, her voice tinged with forced cheerfulness.

Nyla considered pretending she hadn't seen them but decided to acknowledge them with a curt nod. "Mm."

Damon's gaze briefly skimmed over Nyla's face with indifference, as if she were a stranger