Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 143

After work, Nyla took a cab to the Sumner residence. As soon as she was led into the living room by a maid, Marie's cold voice echoed. "On your knees!"

Nyla stopped in her tracks, her expression calm as she looked at Marie. "Grandma, I don't know what I did wrong to deserve this."

Cindy, sitting next to Marie, sneered with a sharp tone. "How dare you ask what you did wrong?! Why did you force Ms. Rainford to kneel and apologize to you in front of everyone last night? Do you even realize your status compared to hers?

"This morning, Gen Pharma and the Rainford Group terminated their contracts with the Sumner Group, causing billions in losses. The other shareholders are furious with Clark and are calling for a board meeting to remove him as the CEO. You're nothing but bad luck!"

If it were not for affecting Clark, Cindy would have told Marie about Nyla's infertility and had Marie chase Nyla out of the Sumner family.

Nyla met Cindy's hateful gaze with a composed look. "Jacqueline tried to frame me with a necklace last night, then the Rainford Group terminated the contracts today. It shows they don't respect the Sumners or the Sumner Group.

"Besides, she offered to kneel and apologize if the necklace wasn't found on me. I don't think I did anything wrong."

Marie's expression turned colder. "If you don't understand your mistake, then go stand in the old wing until you figure it out."

At her command, two maids stepped forward, ready to drag Nyla if she resisted.

The old wing was situated on a secluded hillside a few hundred meters

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from the estate. It was a cold, eerie place, visited only during family ceremonies.

Despite her fear, Nyla maintained a composed demeanor and walked out of the house with her head held high.

Watching her unrepentant departure, Cindy seethed with anger. "Mom, don't send her any food. Lock her up for three days, and she'll admit her mistake!"

Marie had intended to teach Nyla a lesson and then have her apologize to Jacqueline in person. She hadn't anticipated Nyla's stubbornness, her refusal to admit her fault, or her reluctance to apologize. "Enough! I know what to do. You can go now. Don't bother me unless it's important," Marie said.

She found Cindy's pettiness irritating. If Cindy weren't Clark's mother, Marie wouldn't have paid her any attention.

Sensing Marie's displeasure, Cindy left in frustration.

The two maids locked Nyla in the old wing and departed. As their footsteps faded, silence enveloped the old wing.

Nyla had only visited the old wing during the day in the past, and it had never seemed particularly frightening.

Now, as darkness fell and the old wing grew dim, the eerie silence and the rows of paintings heightened the spooky atmosphere.

The temperature in the old wing was several degrees lower than

outside, and Nyla, dressed lightly, felt the chill. She grabbed a small rug and placed it in a corner. Sitting with her back against the wall, she tried to suppress her fear.

Marie had summoned her alone, clearly not wanting to alert Clark or Damon. Nyla reassured herself that she would likely be released after

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enduring the night.

Suddenly, her phone rang, startling her in the quiet of the old wing. Seeing that it was Clark, she took a deep breath and answered.

"Where are you? I'll come pick you up after your gathering," Clark said.