Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Back at the villa, Damon instructed the housekeeper to show Nyla to a guest room while he retreated to his study. He needed Spencer to investigate the man who had bumped into Nyla that evening.

"Mr. Sumner, we've identified the man. He's the popular actor Malcolm Underwood. He was at the restaurant tonight with his non-celebrity girlfriend. He bumped into Ms. Jayston while rushing out after spotting a paparazzo," Spencer reported.

Damon's expression remained icy, and his voice was devoid of emotion. "Give him a lesson."

Spencer was taken aback, realizing he had underestimated Nyla's importance to Damon.

After a moment of reflection, he suggested, "Should we leak the fact that he has a non-celebrity girlfriend?

Malcolm had a new romantic drama coming out soon and was currently promoting his on-screen romance. If news of his real-life relationship emerged, it could severely damage his public image. Damon hummed in agreement.

Meanwhile, Sky returned to his studio and reviewed the photos from his camera, frowning as he did. He had only managed to capture Malcolm hastily leaving the restaurant. There were no clear shots of his non-celebrity girlfriend.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

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After tonight, Malcolm would likely be more cautious, making it harder to get any would render the past few months of work seemingly pointless.

Suddenly, one photo caught Sky's attention.

In the photo, Malcolm was descending the steps while Damon held Nyla in his arms, his eyes soft with

affection.

Although Nyla was only partially visible, her fair skin and striking beauty were captivating. The presence of Damon and Nyla made Malcolm appear as a mere background figure. Sky stroked his chin, contemplating.

I didn't usually like to pry into high society, as they were far more dangerous than celebrities. Offending a high-society family could be perilous.

Despite his initial instinct to delete the photo, he ultimately decided to keep it because of its quality.

In the middle of the night...

News about Malcolm's relationship with a non-celebrity girlfriend went viral online.

Within half an hour, the post attracted hundreds of thousands of comments, and the site briefly crashed.

Malcolm was woken up by his manager, who questioned him about the situation.

Malcolm was confused.

"Sophy, I swear I wasn't photographed dining with Nichole. I don't know how it was found out. The photos. are unclear, so we'll deny it and issue a clarification and a lawyer's letter. That should fix it," Malcolm explained

Sophy Baird, furning, replied coldly, "That's not what I'm asking. I'm asking if you've crossed anyone recently. When I contacted the higher-ups at the company to suppress this, they said no PR efforts or clarifications are allowed!"

Malcolm was stunned, his face darkening with anger. "I've been busy with filming and only had dinner with Nichole tonight. I haven't had the chance to offend anyone."

He suddenly remembered bumping into a woman while leaving the restaurant. Even if he had offended her, he had been bundled up so well that she couldn't have known who he was.

Sophy considered this and agreed. She had been with Malcolm recently and didn't know of any major

conflicts

Taking a deep breath, she said coldly, "For now, you and Nichole are not to see each other. I'll investigate further at the company tomorrow morning" Malcolm's face was grim. "What about the leak? I'm currently promoting my new drama with the female lead. This will definitely cost me a lot of fans!"

"Losing fans is better than being blacklisted. We'll deal with it tomorrow," Sophy said.

After Sophy left, Malcolm slumped onto the sofa, his expression dark and brooding.

At 7:00 am, Nyla woke up on time and went downstairs after getting ready.

Damon was reading the news at the dining table. When Nyla sat down, he looked at her and asked, "How did you sleep last night?"

"Quite well, Uncle Damon, could I possibly ride with you to the company later?"

Her car was still at the bar and wouldn't be retrieved until tonight.

"Mm. And from now on, don't call me Uncle Damon," Damon said.