Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"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."

gaze shifted to Rebecca, filled with

hands trembled uncontrollably in

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

silent, her gaze lowered as she

sipping her tea with a hint

Jordyn finally looked up, clearly tempted. She craved the Sumners'

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

Clark might cast her aside once she had

you really help

Rebecca nodded. "Of course."

I'll do

Nyla this morning, right? Use your 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 wouldn't be pitied-she'd be publicly

wonder you've been with Clark for so long and still can't even get