"Ms. Kinsey, Madam is in a bad mood today. If she says or does anything unpleasant, try to endure it to avoid unnecessary trouble," Filipe reminded her.
"Got it," Nyla replied.
Dinner that night was tense.
Emerald sat at the head of the table, her face so dark it seemed a storm was brewing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven the usually chatty Delia was unusually quiet, keeping her head down and eating timidly, not daring to crack a single joke.
Nyla remained indifferent, acting as if she noticed nothing. She ate at her usual pace, unbothered by the heavy atmosphere.
Halfway through her meal, she set down her utensils and announced, "I'm done." Just as she stood to leave, Emerald spoke in a cold voice. "Wait. I need to talk to you later." At this, Nyla sat back down, casually pulling out her phone and starting a zombie- shooting game.
Delia glanced at her from the side, her eyes flashing with dissatisfaction at how Nyla seemed unaffected by Emerald's mood.
She could understand why Emerald didn't like Nyla. Who would like someone so indifferent to their own family? After dinner, Emerald asked Nyla to join her in the study.
"You've spent enough taround Andre now. I've decided-you're getting engaged next week. We'll throw a formal reception to announce it," Emerald declared.
"I refuse," Nyla said flatly.
Emerald furrowed her brow. "This isn't a discussion. Your refusal is irrelevant. Even if it's not Andre, it will be someone else. You and Damon are impossible. You need to accept that." Nyla chuckled. "Whether Damon and I are possible or not doesn't matter. I will never be with another man. If you force me, the only thing you'll get is a corpse. And as for who you want to arrange a marriage with that corpse, that's entirely up to you." "Nyla, aren't you afraid I'll do something to Damon and Buddy?" Emerald threatened.
"Do whatever you want. Even if you promise not to hurt them, I won't believe you. You're not someone worth trusting," Nyla countered.
Emerald slammed her hand on the desk, her voice sharp with anger. "Say that again!" "Ms. Kinsey, no matter how many times I say it, the result will be the same. Why makerepeat myself?" Nyla challenged.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"This engagement is happening whether you like it or not! If you refuse, Ÿ'll bring Damon and Buddy here and make them watch you get engaged!" Emerald hissed Nyla's face darkened. "You're so cruel. Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Emerald sneered. "Retribution? I only believe there's nothing in this can't accomplish. As for I'll deal with it when it retri "Fine. Then I'll just wait and see when it catches up to you." With that, Nyla turned and left.
Back in her room, Nyla opened her chat with Andre and asked if he knew about Emerald's plan for their engagement next week.
His reply cquickly.
Andre: [She talked toabout it today. I agreed.] Nyla: [...] Andre: [Once we're engaged, you can move que of the estate and live with
me. She won't be able to control you anymore. Plus, you'll have an easier tmeeting Damon.]
A thoughtful look crossed Nyla's face as she read the message. If getting engaged meant she could move out, that was definitely tempting.
Nyla: [Are you sure I can move out after the engagement?] Andre: [Of course. She promised me.] Seeing that, Nyla immediately grew wary.
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