In the evening, Nyla received a call from Valarie, inviting her out for dinner.

When Nyla arrived at the restaurant, Valarie hadn't yet arrived. She had just taken a seat when a familiar figure appeared at the entrance. Her gaze landed on the woman standing beside Damon.

The woman was dressed in a white strapless gown with subtle makeup and a serene smile. Her delicate features and elegant demeanor marked her as a striking beauty.

Although Nyla had never met Rebecca, the way she intimately held Damon's arm revealed her identity.

Nyla quickly looked away, pretending not to have noticed them.

What she did not realize was that Damon's gaze had also settled on her as she averted her eyes.

Rebecca sensed Damon had stopped walking and glanced up, her curiosity piqued. Noting his gaze fixed on a particular spot, she tightened her grip on his arm.

Before returning to the country, Rebecca had seen photos of Nyla.

The Nyla in the photos was already strikingly beautiful-so much so that even Rebecca, despite being a woman herself, felt drawn to her.

Her intuition had told her that if she didn't return soon, Damon might be taken by Nyla, prompting her return.

What Rebecca hadn't anticipated was that Nyla in person was even more captivating than in the photos-fair-skinned, stunningly attractive, with delicate features that commanded attention even while seated quietly. Rebecca took a deep breath, suppressing her rising jealousy, and forced a gentle smile.

"Damon, why did you stop? Nathaniel and the others are waiting for us in the private room," she said softly.

Damon withdrew his gaze and replied coolly, "Let's go."

Shortly after they walked away, Valarie hurried into the restaurant. She took a seat across from Nyla, grabbed the glass of water in front of her, and took a sip.

"The traffic was a bit heavy, so I'm late. You didn't wait too long, did you?" she asked.

Nyla shook her head. "No, I just arrived."

"Good," Valarie replied with a sigh of relief.

"So, why did you suddenly ask me out for dinner today?" Nyla asked.

Valarie put down her glass and smiled. "I have some good news to share."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Nyla's eyes. "What good news?"

"I found a new job!" Valarie gushed.

"Really? Congratulations! But don't you need more time to recover?" Nyla asked.

"No need. When I went for my last check-up, the doctor said I had almost fully recovered. Besides, staying at home all day is driving me crazy.

"My mom keeps nagging me about going on blind dates. If I don't get a job and move out soon, she might just pack me off to get married!" Valarie exclaimed. Her exaggeration made Nyla laugh.

"Alright, enough about that. Let's order. I'm starving," Valarie said.

Nyla nodded. "Okay. Dinner's on me tonight to celebrate your new job."

Valarie chuckled. "Then I won't hold back."

After ordering, the two of them began chatting about the latest gossip.

...

Meanwhile, when Damon walked into the private room with Rebecca, everyone inside started teasing them.

"Rebecca, impressive! Who would've thought that after all these years abroad you'd get back together with Damon as soon as you returned? The allure of first love is truly irresistible."

"Tell me about it. Everyone knows went to the airport to

how from leaving and then

stop

waited all these years. He's finally getting what he wished for

"Seeing you two makes me believe in love again."

Most of the people in the room were from Damon and Nathaniel's circle.

Back when they were dating, Damon had brought Rebecca to a few gatherings. Over time, she had become familiar with them.

Damon frowned, about to say something, but Rebecca spoke softly. "Damon, they're just teasing Don't take it to heart. Anyway, three months from now, you can go back to Ms: Jayston. Just bear with it for these three months, okay?"

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