Semua Bab My Ex’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me After Divorce: Bab 1161 - Bab 1170

At that thought, Brian decided it was best to let Delia remain naïve.Back in her room, Delia grew more frustrated. She opened her messaging app and started venting to her best friend about the situation.After hearing her out, her friend suggested they find a way to embarrass Nyla at the Saturday banquet.Delia hesitated. She hadn't agreed yet.After all, the banquet was something both her mother and Brian had approved. If she caused trouble and ruined the event, Emerald would never let her off the hook.Despite that, the thought of simply accepting Nyla as a member of the family didn't sit well with her either.Thinking it over, she asked her friend if there was a way to humiliate Nyla without it being traced back to her.Her friend offered a few ideas—perhaps triggering an allergic reaction or making Nyla sick, something subtle that would embarrass her at the banquet but wouldn't lead back to Delia.After considering the suggestion, Delia immediately formulated a plan. She s

Brian's expression changed slightly as he turned to Emerald. "Mom, we should have someone follow her. If something happens to her, it could affect our future plans."Emerald's face darkened. "Don't worry. She'll be taken away, but they won't let her die. Our plans won't be affected.""Mom..." Brian began, as though about to say more."Enough, Brian! Are you questioning my orders now?" Emerald barked.Seeing that Emerald was truly angry, Brian didn't dare push further. He simply nodded and said, "Alright, we'll do as you say."After the commotion, Emerald lost her appetite. She stood up and left the dining room.As she was about to return to her study, her phone rang.It was Edward's assistant, who informed her that Edward had just coughed up blood and collapsed. He'd been rushed to the hospital and was now in the ICU.Emerald lowered her gaze and nodded. "Understood. I'll be there soon."After hanging up, she immediately summoned Brian and Delia. The three of them quickly got

If they couldn't find Nyla by 6:00 p.m., the banquet would have to be canceled, and Emerald would become a laughingstock.At another estate on the west side of the city…Nyla was having lunch in the garden with an elderly man who appeared to be around 70, his graying hair neatly combed."Ms. Kinsey, try this truffle omelet. It's the chef's specialty," the old man said.Nyla smiled and nodded. "Thank you."After breakfast, they took a walk through the garden."Ms. Kinsey, how does my estate compare to your mother's?" the old man asked.Nyla glanced around, then smiled. "Each has its own charm. Both are beautiful.""And which one do you prefer?" he pressed.Nyla thought for a moment before meeting his gaze. "Do you want the truth or a polite answer?""The truth, of course," he replied.She answered honestly, "I prefer Ms. Kinsey's estate because it has my favorite Damask roses.""Just because of that?" he asked, amused."Yes," Nyla said simply.The old man chuckled. "Alrigh

Alexander frowned. "Aunt Emerald, must you force me?"Before going to Saintornia, Emerald had promised to respect Nyla's wishes as much as possible.Yet, once she arrived, she acted entirely on her own terms, leaving no room for negotiation. She even went back on the conditions she had agreed to once Nyla reached Meristate.Sometimes, Alexander couldn't understand.Was Nyla really Emerald's daughter, or was she her enemy? What kind of mother could be so ruthless to her own child?Even if Emerald had only ever seen Nyla as a tool, did she really have to be this cruel?Emerald's expression darkened, her gaze filled with anger and disappointment as she looked at Alexander."Alexander, who's really forcing whom here? Don't forget, the Kinseys' success today is in no small part thanks to me. The position your father and you enjoy now exists because of my efforts. Anyone else can betray me, but you cannot!" she barked.Alexander pressed his lips together, staring at his aunt, who now

"Mm," Nyla hummed in response.Just as she was about to continue asking, the old man suddenly said, "Ms. Kinsey, you've lost."Hearing this, Nyla looked down and realized her pieces were completely surrounded. "I'm not skilled enough. Looks like I need to keep practicing."The old man tossed his pieces back into the container, smiling. "You lost because your mind wasn't calm. Playing chess requires focus and patience. Without them, you'll quickly lose everything. The same goes for the battles between people—one can't rush things."Realizing he was indirectly pointing something out to her, Nyla nodded. "Alright, I understand.""I'll go back to work. Once you're ready, I'll have the driver take you to your destination. From here on out, whether you can get information from your mother depends on you," the old man said."Alright," Nyla replied.The old man left and went straight to his study.He had just sat down when he received an overseas call."How is she?" the caller asked.