Semua Bab My Ex’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me After Divorce: Bab 1181 - Bab 1190

Now, Harrison was nothing more than a bargaining chip for Emerald to use against Nyla. He couldn't even die if he wanted to.He lifted the blanket and glared at the restraints tying him to the hospital bed. If he could, he would have cut through the ropes and jumped out the window right then and there.…Back at the estate, Nyla had regained her composure.As soon as she stepped into the main hall, Filipe approached her. "Ms. Kinsey, Madam has asked you to go to the study."She had been planning to see Emerald anyway, so she nodded. "Alright, I understand."When she reached the study, she didn't bother knocking. She simply pushed the door open and walked in.Emerald was on the phone.Hearing the noise, she looked up at Nyla with clear displeasure, quickly saying a few final words before hanging up. "What do you want? When are you going to fix your bad habit of barging into people's rooms without knocking?""You could always lock the door," Nyla said flatly. "That way, I wouldn

Nyla let out a short laugh. "Wow, I really did come here to serve a sentence, didn't I? A strict wake-up time, a rigid schedule—should I get a sewing machine while I'm at it?"Emerald's eyes hardened. "I'm not joking. You signed that agreement last night. As of today, you are the owner of Kajer Tech. You have one month to learn how to run it.""Sorry, not interested," Nyla said, refusing."If you refuse, you'll never see Harrison again," Emerald threatened.Nyla's expression changed, her jaw tightening. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted you. You have no integrity whatsoever."Emerald sneered. "Did you really think you could just sign a piece of paper and be done with it? You have three minutes to decide. Either follow my orders, or forget about seeing Harrison ever again."Taking a deep breath, Nyla clenched her fists. "Fine. I'll do it."Emerald didn't look surprised. This was the outcome she had expected."You can go eat breakfast now," she said. "Since today is your first day

Brian's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with something almost sinister. "No matter what, I won't let Nyla inherit the Nixons."Emerald better be using Nyla as a mere pawn. If he found out she was seriously considering making Nyla the successor, he wouldn't hesitate to take action—even if it meant turning against his own mother.Delia failed to notice the change in Brian's demeanor and nodded vigorously. "I'm with you. There's no way we can let Nyla take over!"She had never hated anyone as much as she hated Nyla. Just thinking about the way men—especially the one man she had secretly admired for years—had looked at Nyla at last night's banquet made her seethe with jealousy. She wished Nyla would just disappear.Brian smirked. "Good. That's what I wanted to hear. From now on, she's our common enemy, and we need to work together against her."Delia huffed. "Agreed."Brian, seeing no real plan forming in Delia's mind, inwardly sneered—idiot.Outwardly, he simply said, "I hea

Andre nodded. "I understand. I know what I need to do.""Good," Emerald replied."I have other matters to attend to, so I won't take up any more of your time. See you tomorrow," Andre said, excusing himself."Alright, I'll have Filipe see you out," Emerald answered.After Andre left, Emerald returned to her desk and called for a maid. "Tell Nyla to come to the study."Nyla had just returned to her room when a maid informed her that Emerald wanted to see her. Her expression immediately darkened with frustration.When she arrived at Emerald's study, she didn't bother hiding her irritation—every bit of her dissatisfaction was written plainly on her face.Emerald ignored it and said calmly, "I heard from Andre that you kept dozing off during your lesson today."Nyla frowned. "Is that why you called me here?""You just need to answer the question, not ask your own," Emerald shot back.Nyla resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Yes. But there are two reasons for that. One, you had t

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 sig