Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Darcy's eyes flickered. If he released Nyla while still holding onto Delia, he would retain enough leverage to negotiate with Emerald.

Seeing Darcy waver, Ross pressed on. "I'll give you three minutes to think about it. If you don't release her, Mary and Vik will suffer the consequences."

At Ross' threat, Darcy remained silent for a moment before finally saying, "Fine, I agree."

He turned to his men and ordered coldly, "Go get Nyla."

"Yes, sir!" one of them said.

...

Nyla and Delia were leaning against the wall in the basement, half-asleep, when the door suddenly swung open.

Two men dressed in black strode in and headed straight for Nyla.

Delia, watching with amusement, made no move to speak up for her. She could barely protect herself, let alone someone else.

Besides, as Emerald's most beloved daughter, she was certain Darcy's men wouldn't dare harm her.

Nyla's gaze turned icy. "Where are you taking me?"

The men in black didn't respond. They simply seized her and led her away. Soon, they exited the basement.

As Nyla was escorted to the villa entrance, she spotted Ross standing not far away. At last, she felt a sense of relief.

The two men in black brought her to Darcy. Once he confirmed it was really her, he gestured for them to hand her over to Ross.

"Ross, I'm giving her to you. Now let Mary and Vik go," Darcy demanded.

Ross nodded. "I will-but only after we leave safely."

Darcy's face darkened. "You're breaking your word!"

"Darcy, who's really going back on their word here? Do you think I don't know younoveldrama

have men waiting to ambush us on the way?" Ross shot back.

Darcy fell silent, his expression turning even colder.

"Don't worry. Mary and Vik are of no use to me. Once I'm back in Bumard territory,

I'll release them," Ross assured him.

Darcy let out a cold laugh. "Fine. But you'd better not be lying to me."

Ross didn't respond, merely signaling his men to take Nyla away.

An hour later, Ross kept his word. Upon reaching Bumard territory, he had Mary and Vik released.

Darcy, who had been following them the entire time, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ross was true to his word.

Retrieving Mary and Vik, he shot Ross a cold glare and warned, "Ross, this ends here."

Ross simply nodded. "Of course."

Once Darcy left with his people, Ross instructed the driver to head straight back to the estate.

Turning to Nyla, he asked in a low voice, "Ms. Kinsey, are you alright? Did Darcy's men hurt you?"

Nyla shook her head. "No, they just locked us up."

"I'm sorry-I could only get you out. I couldn't do anything for Ms. Nixon," Ross apologized.

Darcy had planned this for a long time. He was willing to release hosta

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both, he would never have agreed.

"I'm already grateful you managed to save me," Nyla replied. Besides, Delia's fate had nothing to do with her.

Ever since arriving in Meristate, Delia had shown her nothing but hostility. Last time, she had even ordered a maid to pour cold water on her, leaving her with a high fever for days.

Nyla wasn't the type to be overly compassionate, nor was she willing to forgive

Delia for what she had done.

"This was all thanks to Damon,"

Ross said. "If he hadn't tipped me off about your kidnapping, I wouldn't have been able to rescue youso quickly."