Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 

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Chapter 137 

“Nyla, am I not giving you enough money? Why would you do something. like this?!” Clark demanded. 

Nyla glanced at him, noting the unfamiliar fury in his eyes. She even suspected that if they weren’t in a public setting, he might have grabbed her by the neck and demanded answers. 

She smiled. “Clark, you’ve really changed.” 

He used to trust her completely, but now he seemed to think she was capable of stealing from someone else. It appeared that when a person’s heart changed, they also became blind to reality. 

Taking the diamond necklace out of her bag, Nyla held it up for Jacqueline to see. “Ms. Rainford, take a good look. Is this your necklace? If I remember correctly, Ms. Hulle described your necklace’s pendant as a swan encrusted with diamonds.” 

Under the light, the necklace Nyla held was a delicate heart–shaped pink diamond, clearly different from Erin’s description. This was the 

necklace Nyla had worn to the event. 

Jacqueline’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Impossible! My necklace must still be in your bag!” 

Nyla handed her the bag with a smile. “Why don’t you check for yourself?” 

Jacqueline grabbed the bag and frantically searched through it, pulling out everything inside. Despite several attempts, she still couldn’t find her necklace. 

There was nothing. How could there be nothing?! 

Upon seeing Jacqueline’s growing panic, Nyla’s smile deepened. “Ms. Rainford, have you found it?” 

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Jacqueline’s face contorted with rage. “You must have hidden it somewhere else! Where did you hide it? Give it back to me!” 

“Ms. Rainford, don’t you think that’s ridiculous? You were the one who confidently claimed your necklace had a tracker and that the signal was coming from my bag. Now that you can’t find it, you think it must be hidden elsewhere?” Nyla asked. “If you have a tracker, you should be able to locate the necklace, right? Why don’t you try again?” 

Jacqueline’s face turned ashen as she tightened her grip on Nyla’s bag. 

The people around them quickly understood what had happened: Jacqueline had planted her necklace in Nyla’s bag to frame her, but Nyla had caught on and turned the tables. 

The crowd’s gazes toward Jacqueline grew disdainful. She was getting exactly what she deserved for trying to frame Nyla with such despicable tactics. 

Jacqueline bit her lip in silence, and Nyla, maintaining a calm tone, asked, “Ms. Rainford, you promised that if your necklace wasn’t in my bag, you would kneel and apologize, correct?” 

Jacqueline shouted, “Shut up! I’m not kneeling to you!” 

Tom, who had been silent until now, spoke up sternly. “Jacqueline, that’s enough!” 

Although he had seen through Jacqueline’s scheme, Tom–who had grown up with her as a childhood sweetheart and his first love–couldn’t bear to see her humiliated in front of everyone. 

He turned to Clark and said, “Mr. Sumner, this is Jacqueline’s fault. I apologize on her behalf. Whatever compensation Mrs. Sumner wants, I will provide. Please, let this go.” 

Before Clark could respond, Nyla snickered and raised an eyebrow at 

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