Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 388

Nyla glanced away, her expression neutral, and lowered her gaze without saying anything.

Valarie, sounding somewhat aggrieved, remarked, "I really don't understand what Damon sees in her. She dumped him years ago, and now he's getting back with her? It's like he's begging for humiliation!"

Upon thinking about how Damon had left Nyla for Rebecca, Valarie's irritation flared.

"Enough about him. The auction's about to start, and you don't want to miss out on the jewelry you're interested in," Nyla reminded her.

"No worries. The piece I want is the final item," Valarie replied.

While they spoke, Jordyn, who sat diagonally behind them, watched with barely concealed resentment. She placed a hand on her lower abdomen and frowned. "Clark, my stomach hurts a bit. I'm going to the restroom."

Clark's impatience flickered in his eyes. "What's the matter? The auction is about to begin."

Jordyn, who had never been to such an event before, noticed that everyone was dressed casually, and it would be troublesome if she accidentally bumped into someone.

She lowered her eyes. "I'm not sure. Maybe it's just the air conditioning. It feels too cold."

"Be back in ten minutes," Clark requested.

If she hadn't helped him secure a contract with Albert, Clark would never have brought her to such an event, risking embarrassment.

His coldness and impatience made Jordyn feel a pang of disappointment. "Alright."

Jordyn walked toward the restroom. Five minutes later, she emerged with a smile, casually washing her hands at the sink.

Jordyn bit her lower lip, clenching her hands at her sides, her head lowered in silence.

Missing this opportunity meant she might never get another chance to deal with Nyla. She was reluctant to give up so easily. Just thinking about Valarie slapping her brought a wave of nearly unbearable humiliation.

Seeing the hesitation in Jordyn's eyes, Rebecca smirked. "I know you want Nyla gone. Believe me, I feel the same. But you don't know anyone here. Even if you bribe a waiter, what's stopping him from betraying you for more money?"

Jordyn's eyes widened as her face turned pale. She knew Rebecca was right, but the thought of letting it go was too much to bear.

Noticing her uncertainty, Rebecca added slowly, "I've said my piece. What you do next is up to you. But if you get caught, I hope you can deal with the consequences."

With that, she turned coldly and walked away.