Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Valarie sneered. I didn't name anyone specifically. Why are you so quick to take offense? Have you been a mistress for so long that you're feeling guilty? "You!" Jordyn was about to retort, but Clark held her back

"Enough. The auction is about to start. Let's go in," he said.

If Jordyn and Valarie started arguing at the entrance, it would only reflect poorly on him.

Jordyn shook off his hand, fuming. "Clark, I'm your wife, but you always defend others. Are you still thinking about that tramp, Nyla?"

The moment the words left her mouth, Valarie slapped her.

The sharp sound of the slap echoed, leaving a red handprint on Jordyn's face.

"How dare you hit me?!" Jordyn hissed, raising her hand to strike Valarie, but the latter grabbed her wrist and slapped her again on the other side of her face.

Valarie smirked, "That's better. If you keep running your mouth about tramps, I won't let you off the hook!"

Jordyn, furious, tried to fight back, but Valarie pushed her into Clark's arms, "Clark, keep your rabid bitch in check," she warned. W want to deal with her, I have plenty of ways to do

let you off

afraid of? Do you think just because yove with Clark, you can run fangs

Jordyn, who climbed the social

fit into their circles. Besides, if Clark had any....ention of integrating her, he'd have brought her to more formal

unhealthy shade of red, looking as though

don't think you can bully us just because you're from the Weirs. Our Conten

none of your

you," Valarie replied coolly, "But if she can't control ber mouth,

that it's not just for spewing

and pulled Jordyn away. Jordyn's

aside and whispered, "There are some prominent figures from high society here tonight. Stay close to me and don't embarrass me.

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had pleaded with Clark for days before he finally agreed to bring

anger and frustration, she forced a smile. "Don't worry, I won't embarrass