Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1251

Next to Nyla, Delia was completely fixated on Andre's face, barely registering what he was saying.

Every time Andre looked at Delia, she either smiled at him or appeared flustered. It was starting to give him a headache, so he did his best to avoid looking at her too often.

However, Delia noticed his frequent glances at Nyla and became displeased. She began asking questions here and there, slowing the lesson significantly.

When the class finally ended, Andre let out a slight sigh of relief and turned to Nyla. "Ms. Kinsey, the weather is nice today. Do you have time? I'd like to invite you to lunch."

Before Nyla could respond, Delia interjected, "Andre, the estate is too far from the city. It's better to stay here and eat. I can have the chef prepare whatever you want."

Andre smiled at Delia. "Thank you, Ms. Nixon, but I'd prefer to spend time alone with Ms. Kinsey."

Delia froze for a moment, her eyes widening as she turned to look at Nyla with visible anger.

It must be that Nyla had seduced Andre when she wasn't paying attention. Otherwise, why would Andre, who had only met her twice, invite her to lunch?

Nyla, who had already planned to go out, ignored Delia's burning glare and smiled. "Sure, I was about to go for a walk anyway. But I'll need to go back and change first."

Andre smiled. "No rush. I'll wait for you."

Nyla nodded and turned to leave the study.

Delia bit her lip and then told Andre, "I just remembered I have something to do. I'll leave first."

Once outside the study, she quickly caught up with Nyla. "Hey, why did you agree to Andre's invitation?"

It seemed that, perhaps worried about her talking too much, Emerald had decided to assign the next match as her private tutor directly. It was all a strategy to achieve her goal, by whatever means necessary.

Delia scowled. "Even if my mom is trying to match you with him, Andre wouldn't like a woman like you."

"Oh? Really? But if I'm not mistaken, he just invited me to lunch," Nyla countered.

"You!" Delia snapped. "Don't you remember your husband and son back in your country? How can you be so shameless?"

"What does that have to do with you?" Nyla shot back. "Instead of wasting time talking to me, why don't you go tell Andre about my husband and child? Maybe he'll distance himself from me then."

But honestly, Andre would probably still choose to have lunch with her.