Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing the mockery in Nyla's eyes, Jordyn sneered and followed the sales associate to the checkout.

After purchasing the dress, Jordyn strutted back to Nyla with her chin raised, eyes brimming with contempt.

Jordyn then sneered. "This card is from Clark. It has no limit. Don't think buying this dress is a big deal. I could buy the entire store and still have money left over!"

Nyla nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, but I wonder if buying the store would make Clark turn against you?"

Jordyn's expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered and replied coldly, "What does it matter to you? Whether it's Clark or this dress, they have nothing to do with you anymore."

"I'm not interested. This dress is the smallest size. It won't fit your figure anyway. And... I find your touch repulsive. Even if you hadn't bought it, I wouldn't want it anymore," Nyla shot back. The thought of Jordyn touching the gift intended for Valarie made Nyla feel nauseated.

Jordyn's eyes flared with anger, her gaze murderous. She realized Nyla had deliberately provoked her.

At this point, the dress wasn't just a prize-it had become a symbol of how Nyla had humiliated her.

Her fingers tightened around her handbag, knuckles turning white. "Nyla, don't get too cocky! Without Damon, dealing with you will be a piece of cake!"

raised an eyebrow, about to retort when Clark

her. Just a few days ago, he had promised

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doing here? Didn't you say you were going

Seeing Clark, Jordyn immediately

with

as we passed by the store. I didn't expect Ms. Jayston to try to take it from me. I told her I saw it first, and

playing the part of the

not known the full story, she might have

glanced at the dress in Jordyn's hands and said quietly, "Since you've

brimming with tears. "Are you still in love

drawing the attention

of embarrassment, his anger rising as he looked at her. "I just don't want to waste time on such

were all over her. If

the crowd's perception