Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Nyla nodded. "Mm, be careful."

They walked into the hall-Andre heading toward Emerald's study, while Nyla went to her room.

Just as she reached the second floor, she was stopped by Delia, who was waiting there.

Delia glared at her, eyes full of jealousy. "Where did you and Andre go to eat?"

After Nyla left with Andre earlier, Delia had planned to follow them. But when she was about to head out, Filipe informed her that not only had Emerald canceled her credit cards, but her driver and car had also been taken back.

Filipe had also relayed a message from Emerald—when Delia finally came to her senses, her credit cards and car would be restored.

Furious, Delia locked herself in her room for over an hour.

When Emerald returned, she went downstairs to confront her mother. Of course, it ended in failure. After all, Emerald now controlled the family's finances.

If Emerald refused to give her money, there was nothing Delia could do but seethe in anger.

Nyla's expression remained indifferent. "Are you sure you want to keep making things difficult for yourself?"

Delia stiffened and gritted her teeth. "Tell me where you went to eat with Andre!"

Nyla smiled. "I'd rather not say."

Delia fumed. "You!"

Nyla stepped forward, leaning in close to Delia and speaking in a low voice. "You're the one who ordered someone to throw water on me that day, aren't you?"

Delia scoffed. "So what if I am?"

She wasn't afraid of Nyla knowing the truth. If Emerald truly cared about Nyla, she would have been punished by now.

The whole estate was full of people loyal to Emerald, and Delia was sure that Emerald knew everything, even the fact that she had orchestrated the incident with Nyla.

Nyla smiled again. "It's no big deal. I just think Andre probably wouldn't like someone so spiteful like you."

Delia leered at Nyla, her eyes burning with fury. "Say that again?"

"Didn't you hear me clearly?" Nyla countered, then walked past her toward her bedroom.noveldrama

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Behind her, Delia chased after her, clearly enraged. "Nyla, don't think Andre ikes you just because he wen out to eat with you! He could never like someone like you!"

Nyla nodded. "If that's how you think, then why are you so desperate to know where we went?"

"I'm just worried Andre will be fooled by someone like you!" Delia snapped.

"I see," Nyla replied flatly.

"Don't ever go out with him again, or I won't let you off!" Delia threatened.

Nyla didn't take Delia's threat seriously. Besides, she didn't think Delia could do anything beyond petty tricks to annoy her.

She soon reached her bedroom door, opened it, and turned to Delia. "Are you coming in to sit?"

Delia abruptly stopped and replied arrogantly, "I'm not going in. I already imagine how poor

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Nyla nodded. "Then I won't bother you."

She entered her room and shut the door behind her.

Delia stood there, glaring at the closed door, her dissatisfaction clear. She lingered for a while before finally leaving.

In the study, Emerald asked Andre, "I heard you went out with Nyla for a meal today?"

Andre smiled. "Yes, Ms. Nyla is very easygoing. We had a great time together."

"Good. The reason I called you here is to talk about Delia." Emerald shook her head helplessly. "This

daughter of mine is spoiled and net

often acts without thinking. I've already scolded her. She won't be bothering you while you teach Nyla anymore. As for the things she said, she's just being childish. I hope you don't take it to heart."