Trading My Ex for His Uncle

As soon as Mabel heard that, her face paled further. Her mother had been in a car accident half a month ago, and the surgeries and hospitalization had already cost 7,000- 8,000 dollars. Her savings were nearly depleted. If her father couldn't find a job soon, they wouldn't be able to afford the medical expenses next

month.

Lucia's father was an executive at a subsidiary of Prospectus Technology, so pleasing Lucia could easily secure her father a job. This was why Mabel was willing to be Lucia's lackey.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Her hesitant gaze hardened as she looked at Lucia and sald, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Lucia showed no surprise at this. She raised an eyebrow with a smile. "Good. As long as you handle this well, I'll have my dad arrange a job for your father tomorrow."

After Mabel left, Lucia glanced toward the lab with a smirk.

Meanwhile, Nyla ground the drugs and sequentially added them into a beaker along with the solvent, using a glass rod to initiate dissolution. Once the reaction was nearly complete, she filtered out the residue a time in her lab notebook.

This process was repeated five or six times until all the previously ground powder was dissolved.

During the distillation process, Nyla stepped away briefly to retrieve 20 milliliters of dilute sulfuric acid from the adjacent reagent storage room, intending to add it to the reaction mixture later.

Shortly after Nyla left the storage room, a furtive figure sneaked in and switched the labels on the bottles of concentrated and dilute sulfuric acid.

While Mabel did this, her hands trembled. After all, this was her first time plotting against someone like this. After switching the labels back, she hurriedly left.

Back in the lab, Nyla finished distilling the reaction mixture, dismantled the flask and condenser, and began setting up

a new reaction apparatus. Just as she was about to ignite the alcohol lamp, footsteps and voices approached the door.

Everyone in the lab turned to see Genevieve entering with a smile on her face, Behind her were over a dozen well-dressed people, led by Damon.

By chance, Damon's eyes met Nyla's, but he quickly looked away as if they were strangers.

Genevieve spotted Nyla and quickly said, "Nyla, come over here! Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Sumner, CEO of Prospectus Technology. He's the one investing in the asthma treatment drug you're Currently Nyla walked up to Damon and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Sumner. I'm Nyla Jayston, responsible for the -development of the asthma treatment drug."

"Hello. We're just here to observe today. No need to be nervous. Just proceed with your experiments as usual,"

"Understood."

Genevieve smiled at Nyla. "Nyla, continue with your experiment."

Nyla nodded, then turned and resumed her work at the lab bench. She was dressed in a white coat, with her long hair tied back, focused and drawing the attention of others without realizing it. Damon raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his

s eyes.

This Nyla was completely different from the one who had married Clark and become a full-

time housewife. Apart from her attractive appearance, she now exuded a lively energy that was a stark contrast to her previous reserved and uninteresting demeanor.

After Nyla lit the alcohol lamp, she tilted her head slightly as she jotted down in her notebook: [8:37 a.m., began heating.]

When the thermometer in the triangle flask showed a temperature of 75°C, she began pouring the dilute sulfuric acid into the flask. After pouring in just a few milliliters, the solution in the flask suddenly boiled rapidly.

Realizing something was wrong, Nyla quickly stopped, but it was already too late.

The flask suddenly exploded, sending shards and solution splattering everywhere.

Everyone in the lab was startled and instinctively moved back.

Genevieve was appalled. She was about to urge Damon to hurry out of the lab, but he swiftly moved toward Nyla instead.