Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)

"I'm just worried about you..." Damon replied.

Nyla showed no reaction to his words, merely watching him with a flat expression. "Mr. Sumner, you're my superior, and I'm your subordinate. I don't need your concern." Damon frowned as he spoke quietly. "Nyla, I know you're still upset about what happened before. I—"

Nyla cut him off, looking slightly resigned. "I'm not angry. It's all in the past. No matter what you do, I won't get back together with you. I need to rest now. Please leave." She then closed the door.

Damon stood at the door for a moment before finally turning and leaving.

Back on the sofa, Nyla sat down and contemplated how to uncover the truth.

Prospectus Technology was already preparing to sue Contelligence. The email sent to Contelligence had originated from her computer, so the person who had sent the email must have been in contact with Contelligence beforehand. Investigating Contelligence might be the faster route.

With this in mind, Nyla called Spencer.

After confirming the owner of the email address to which the email was sent, Nyla decided to visit that person first thing the next morning.

Spencer, aware of her plan, advised, "Ms. Jayston, you might want to wait at home for the results. The people at Contelligence are adamant that you sent them the experimental data."

Nyla lowered her gaze and said firmly, "If they're claiming it was me, there should also be evidence of prior communication between us, not just the email itself. It's unlikely that I suddenly received an email address and sent them the data without any previous contact." "They don't have that evidence. I'll contact the lawyer right away," Spencer replied.

After hanging up, Nyla felt somewhat relieved.

The fact that she had not had any prior communication with Contelligence was a breakthrough.. However, the most crucial task was to identify who had used her computer to set up the scheduled email. Otherwise, she would end up bearing the blame herself since the data had been sent from her computer.

...

Early the next morning, Nyla went to Contelligence to confront the owner of the email address.

When she spotted Robert, the manager of the R&D department, she walked up to block him. "Mr. Palfrey, hello. I'm Nyla Jayston from Prospectus Technology's drug research team. I'm sure you're familiar with my name?" Although Nyla was smiling, there was no warmth in her eyes.

Robert was surprised to see Nyla in person.

He raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of a smirk, "Of course, I know you. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be entangled in this lawsuit with Prospectus Technology."

"Mr. Palfrey, your ability to shift

blame is impressive. You acquired the data for the asthma medication I developed through improper means and eagerly made it public. It's no surprise that Prospectus Technology is suing you. But don't

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me into this," Nyla said.

"Ms. Jayston, talking to me won't help. The email came from your computer. It's only natural for you to get caught up in this," Robert retorted.

Nyla's smile turned cold. "I won't

admit to something I didn't do.

Prospectus Technology will

undoubtedly find out who colluded with Contelligence, and I will sue Contelligence for defamation and for accusing me of leaking trade

secrets."

Robert remained calm. "Ms. Jayston, do as you wish. I have work to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

After Robert left, Nyla glanced back at Contelligence's building before turning and walking away.

On the way back, she received a call from Pete.