Trading My Ex for His Uncle

"How formal do you want it?" Nyla asked.

Emerald furrowed her brow and glanced at Nyla's outfit before responding. "There's a mall on the way to the company. I'll take you there to buy a couple of sets of formal clothes."

"Okay."

After lunch, Emerald took Nyla and they left.

Only Delia and Brian remained at the dining table.

Delia eyed Brian cautiously, expecting him to be angry, but he seemed calm, even eating without any sign of irritation.

"Brian, Mom's taking Nyla to Kajer Tech today to officially learn how to handle company documents. Weren't you opposed to her taking over Kajer before? Why does it seem like you don't care at all today?" Delia asked.

Brian set his utensils down and replied, "You wouldn't understand, even if I explained. If you have nothing else to do, just go shopping. Don't ask about things that aren't your concern."

Delia's expression immediately soured. "Don't forget, Mom said I'll have a share in the Nixon businesses too. Of course, I need to ask. How else will I know if my interests are being affected?"

Brian scoffed. "With your brain, you should just sit at home and wait for your dividends. If I let you get involved in company matters, the place will be a mess."

With that, he stood up and left.

Delia seethed, slamming her utensils down onto the table.

How could Brian look down on her like that?! She might not be as smart as he was, but at least she didn't cause trouble everywhere like he did.

After arriving at the mall, Emerald led Nyla straight to the top floor.

As soon as the sales associate saw Emerald, she greeted them with a bright smile.

"Ms. Kinsey, long time no see! You must have been busy lately. The last time you visited was three months ago."

Emerald nodded. "Yes, I've been a little busy."

"Are you here to look at bags today?" the sales associate asked.

"No, we're buying clothes for her. Recommend a few sets, something more formal," Emerald instructed.

The sales associate looked at Nyla behind Emerald and then began walking toward the racks. "We just received some new arrivals this morning. They're all quite nice. By the way, this is your..."

"My daughter," Emerald finished the sentence.

"Oh, I thought so! She's so beautiful, just like you!" the sales associate complimented.

Emerald pursed her lips. "You mentioned new arrivals, right?"

"Yes, these are the ones. Let me know if any catch your eye. I think they'd suit your daughter very well."

As she spoke, the sales associate quickly pulled several outfits from the racks to show Emerald.

Emerald glanced over them and seemed satisfied. "Let her try them all on." "Okay, Ms. Kinsey. Right this way." The sales associate gestured toward Nyla.

Nyla tried on a black spaghetti-strap dress paired with matching high heels.noveldrama

As she stepped out of the fitting room, the sales associate

immediately exclaimed, "Ms. Kinsey, this Outfit is perfect! Your figure is incredible-you could be a model!"

Emerald, who had been flipping through a magazine, looked up.

When she saw Nyla, she froze for a moment. A complex expression flickered in her eyes.

The dress accentuated Nyla's figure. With her long, wavy hair cascading behind her, she looked intellectual and beautiful.

Although Emerald disliked Nyla the

most, she was the one most like her out of all her children-both in personality and appearance. She

resembled Emerald almost exactly

when she was young.

Emerald's fingers, gripping the magazine, turned slightly pale from the pressure.

After a brief pause, she said, "This one is good. Try the others on as well."