Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Even Brian and Delia, whom Emerald had spoiled, were expendable in her eyes if they ever posed a threat to her position, she wouldn't hesitate to give them

up.

To her, family had always come second to the Nixons.

At exactly 3:00 p.m., Emerald's car pulled up outside Alexander's villa.

She stepped out and walked into the living room, where Alexander and Nyla were already waiting.

Without a word, she sat down, picked up the documents on the table, and flipped through them.

After confirming there were no issues, she signed the last page, then pulled a bank card from her bag and placed it on the table.

She slid it toward Nyla. "The password is six zeroes."

Alexander picked up the card and handed it to his assistant. "Go check it."

Emerald's expression stiffened. "Alexander, what the hell does that mean?!"

Was he trying to humiliate her by having his assistant verify the card right in front of her?

"Aunt Emerald, it's for both our peace of mind. This way, there won't be any issues later," Alexander explained calmly.

Emerald let out a cold laugh. "Fine!"

Too angry to say anything more, she turned away, refusing to look at them.

Alexander, unfazed, waited patiently for his assistant to return.

Ten minutes later, the assistant walked back in and handed the card to Alexander. "Mr. Kinsey, everything checks out."

Alexander nodded and passed the card to Nyla. "Nyla, take this. Think of it as compensation for everything my aunt put you through."

Nyla shook her head. "No. I don't want anything to do with her anymore. From this moment on, I have no connection to her. As far as I'm concerned, my mother died when I was in elementary school."

The words had barely left her mouth when Emerald snapped, "Nyla! What nonsense are you spouting?! Are you cursing me?!"

"Ms. Kinsey, in my heart, you are not my mother. So I meant no offense. If you

feel insulted, I apologize," Nyla said calmly.

Although her words were polite, her expression showed no hint of regret.

Emerald's chest tightened in anger.

"Fine. If you're cutting ties, then take the money. From now on, I'll act like I never had a daughter!" Emerald snapped.

"I don't need your money," Nyla replied.

What she needed was a mother's love—and no amount of money could ever

make up for the 20-plus years she had spent without it.

She grabbed her bag and walked out without looking back.

Emerald turned to Alexander. "Do you see how she acts? Even if I wanted to make amends, she's making it impossible!"

"Aunt Emerald, you owe her too much. But at this point, it doesn't matter anymore. Just don't disturb her life again. Maybe this is the best outcome for both of you," Alexander replied.

For some reason, Emerald felt a sharp pain in her chest when she heard those words.

She closed her eyes briefly, then stood up. "Make sure she takes the money. After this, we have nothing to do with each other."

With that, she strode out of the villa.

Watching her leave, Alexander sighed and went to find Nyla.

No matter how much he tried to convince her, she refused to accept the money.

Left with no choice, he went to Damon and explained the situation.

After hearing everything, Damon

simply said, "I agree with her

decision. If she's cutting ties, it

should be complete. Taking that

money would only complicate things."

Alexander shook his head in frustration: "You and Nyla are both so stubborn. If it were me, I'd take the money in a heartbeat and leave. Consider it payment for emotional distress." noveldrama