Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1244

Delia shook her head, then quickly nodded under her mother's sharp gaze.

"Yes... I shouldn't have called Nyla's child a bastard," she muttered.

Emerald's expression didn't soften. If anything, she looked like she wanted to slap her again.

Delia shifted uncomfortably. "Mom... was I wrong?"

Watching her daughter's clueless, hesitant expression, Emerald felt an overwhelming sense of regret. She had spoiled Delia too much—never taught her to be calculating. And now, she had grown this stupid.

"I'm not mad at you for what you said," Emerald said coldly. "I'm mad because you made a scene and embarrassed yourself in front of the servants."

If word of this got out, Mary would have a field day mocking them in front of Edward.

Before Mary entered the picture, Edward had grown distant from Emerald, but at least he hadn't actively resented her and the children.

Ever since Mary became his mistress, she had constantly instigated, poisoning him against them. Now, Edward couldn't stand the sight of her or their kids, nitpicking at everything they did.

Just the thought of it filled Emerald with frustration.

And Delia... Well, Delia was a fool. The girl was cruel, yes—but stupid.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I won't do it again," Delia murmured.

Emerald narrowed her eyes. "I'm not saying you can't deal with Nyla. I'm saying you need to do it properly. If you're going to make a move, don't leave any loose ends. Understand?"

Delia looked confused, understanding only a little. She didn't dare voice it, however, and quickly nodded. "I understand."

Emerald knew Delia would obviously do something stupid again. She sighed but couldn't bring herself to scold her anymore. "Go sit down. Let me treat your face."

"Oh..." Delia's mood visibly dropped.

Emerald sighed, pinching her daughter's cheek with a smile. "Alright, don't mope. I'll bring you your favorite Black Forest cake tonight."

"Yay! Thanks, Mom!" Delia chirped.

Watching her daughter's mood flip so easily, Emerald smiled. Delia was still a child. She wondered if she'd ever grow up.

Once Delia left, Emerald packed up her files and made a call to Filipe, instructing him to prepare the car. Then, she grabbed a few documents and left the house.

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Back in her room, Delia called over one of the maids. "Go up to the attic and douse her with cold water. Let's see if that helps her remember her place."