"What exactly are you trying to do?" Jordyn demanded.

Rebecca smiled with satisfaction. "Ms. Cheatham, don't be upset. I'm here to help you."

"Help me?" Jordyn looked at Rebecca as if she had just heard a bad joke, her gaze tinged with sarcasm. "What exactly can you do to help me?"

"Help you become Mrs. Jordyn Sumner, of course," Rebecca replied.

"We're already married. Do you want to see the marriage certificate?" Jordyn shot back.

Rebecca regarded her indifferently, her tone light and airy. "Aside from that piece of paper, what else do you have? As far as I know, none of the Sumners, including Clark, seem to take you seriously." Jordyn clenched her hands tightly, her expression falling.

"Ms. Austen, perhaps you should focus on your issues. I've heard your family background isn't exactly impressive. Whether you can secure that piece of paper is another matter entirely!" Rebecca hissed. Rebecca's calm demeanor faltered slightly, her gaze growing colder. "It seems you're not interested in polite conversation."

"I have nothing to say to you," Jordyn retorted.

Rebecca nodded. "Fine. Then let's discuss Holden Vance."

the mention of Holden. Her gaze shifted to Rebecca, filled

trembled uncontrollably

"Don't be scared, Ms. Cheatham. As long as you listen to me, I can not only get the Sumners to acknowledge

gaze lowered as she appeared lost in

sipping her tea with

some time, Jordyn finally looked up, clearly tempted.

Sumners had never requested to meet her, and Clark didn't

might cast her aside once she had the baby. She

really help me?"

Rebecca nodded. "Of course."

moment of hesitation, Jordyn relented. "Okay, I'll do it. What do

status as Clark's wife to make this public, showing that Nyla deliberately interfered in your marriage with him," Rebecca

eyes turned icy. "Blowing this up won't benefit me at

though she was married to Clark, many people remembered her previous

she

and

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