Trading My Ex for His Uncle

However, that didn't matter anymore All Jordyn wanted was to stay by Clark's side

"When I was talking business with Mr. Durant earlier, there was an accident. I saved his life, and he promised me a favor," Jordyn explained. Clark frowned. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner?"

If Jordyn had told him earlier, he wouldn't have had to forge Prospectus Technology's name to sign contracts with other companies.

Not wanting to continue the topic, Jordyn changed the subject. "Did you go see Nyla this morning?"

"How did you know?" Clark asked.

Seeing the accusatory look on his face, Jordyn smiled bitterly. "A friend of mine lives nearby. She saw you and sent me a picture. We're still married, and you're already chasing after Nyla?"

Clark rubbed his nose, feeling a little regretful about seeing Nyla earlier. He hadn't expected Jordyn to convince Albert to sign the contract

Jordyn, let's not dwell on the past. You helped me through this, and from now on, I'll be good to you and our child. What matters most is that we live a good life together as a family, Clark promised Jordyn looked down, choosing not to continue the conversation.

After spending some time with Jordyn, Clark left in a hurry, clutching the contract

Jordyn walked to the window, watching him drive we g indifferent. She returned to the living room and dialed frebecca's number

Thanks for your help with the contest," she said

"No need to thank me Just keep doing what I say, Rebecca feshed

As soon as she hung up, a video call notification appeared Her expression darkened, but she gritted her teeth and answered

"Where's today's video? You didn't send it," said the man on the end.

He wore a white coat and sat behind an office desk, his smile disturbingly cold.

Rebecca took a deep breath, steadying her nerves, "Drake, aren't you tired of watching me every day?"

Drake Mummery raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

"I know a woman who's just your type," Rebecca suggested.

Drake chuckled darkly, his gaze turning cold. "Rebecca, don't play games with me. I can send your

medical records to Damon's email I

anytime.

Rebecca paled, taking a few seconds to respond. "I'll send you her photo. You'll see."

After ending the video call, she quickly forwarded the photos she had secretly arranged to be taken to

Ske.

Moments later, another video call popped up.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"What's that woman's name?" Drake asked, his face tense, though

Rebecca could sense the excitement he was trying to hide,

Rebecca smirked. "I knew you'd be interested. You-"

"Just tell me her name," Drake interrupted coldly,

"Nyla Jayston," Rebecca answered.

Drake's eyes widened before he burst into laughter, his face alight with unrestrained excitement and joy. Rebecca frowned. She had never seen Drake like this. Still, his interest in Nyla was good news for her.

"If you want, I can have someone drug her and get the kind of videos you'd like," she offered.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she was chilled by the icy look in Drake's eyes. Her hand trembled as

she gripped the phon

"D-Did I say something wrong?" she stammered.

"Don't you dare touch her. If you do, I'll make sure you have nowhere to hide," Drake warned.