Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Jordyn's eyes widened in shock.

"Who are you?! What nonsense are you talking about?" she cried out.

A light laugh came through on the other end of the line. "Whether it's nonsense or not, you know in your heart. If I don't see you in an hour, be prepared to face the consequences."

The call ended with a click, snapping Jordyn out of her daze. Her mind raced as she paced anxiously in the living room.

She had already dealt with Holden Vance, so there shouldn't be anyone else who knew about this. How could the caller possibly know?

If Clark discovered that the child wasn't his, he would certainly not let her off easily.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.

There was no time to dwell on it. Palate Royale was at least a half-hour drive away. Regardless of whether the caller had real evidence, she had no choice but to go there.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Jordyn grabbed her car keys and headed out.

...

to the entrance of Palate Royale. As soon

in," the server

his hands neatly clasped in front of

was a high-end

of a single appetizer-it was equivalent to several months of her

suggested to Clark, in front of her, that he should get a more competent secretary. She had never been so embarrassed and had been certain Clark would fire her the next

Jordyn had felt it had been entirely her fault and kept apologizing to Clark on their way back,

Clark had gently assured her she wouldn't be fired and that the failed

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before, and at that moment, she found herself falling

it weren't for her being with Clark for a year and still not getting pregnant, she wouldn't

as she pondered

hadn't simply informed Clark about this matter directly. After passing through a long corridor and a screen, Jordyn finally reached

arrived," the