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

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