Chasing the Unexpected

“What exactly are you trying to do?” Jordyn demanded.

Rebecca smiled with satisfaction. “Ms. Cheatham, don’t be upset. I’m here to help you.

“Help me?” Jordyn looked at Rebecca as if she had just heard a bad joke, her gaze tinged with sarcasm. “What exactly can you do to help me?”

“Help you become Mrs. Jordyn Sumner, of course,” Rebecca replied.

“We’re already married. Do you want to see the marriage certificate? “Jordyn shot back.

Rebecca regarded her indifferently, her tone light and airy. “Aside from that piece of paper, what else do you have? As far as I know, none of the Sumners, including Clark, seem to take you seriously.”

Jordyn clenched her hands tightly, her expression falling.

“Ms. Austen, perhaps you should focus on your issues. I’ve heard your family background isn’t exactly impressive. Whether you can secure that piece of paper is another matter entirely!” Rebeccal hissed.

Rebecca’s calm demeanor faltered slightly, her gaze growing colder. “It seems you’re not interested in polite conversation.”

“I have nothing to say to you,” Jordyn retorted.

Rebecca nodded. “Fine. Then let’s discuss Holden Vance.”

Jordyn’s face went pale at the mention of Holden. Her gaze shifted. to Rebecca, filled with disbelief. She knew about Holden!

Jordyn’s hands trembled uncontrollably in fear.

Rebecca smiled with satisfaction. “Don’t be scared, Ms. Cheatham. As long as you listen to me, I can not only get the Sumners to acknowledge you but also keep your secret hidden.”

Jordyn remained silent, her gaze lowered as she appeared lost in thought. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Rebecca waited patiently, sipping her tea with a hint of mockery.

After some time, Jordyn finally looked up, clearly tempted. She craved the Sumners‘ recognition.

Although she was married to Clark, the Sumners had never

requested to meet her, and Clark didn’t seem to care about her either.

Jordyn wasn’t naïve. She knew that Clark might cast her aside once she had the baby. She needed to plan for herself.

“Can you really help me?” she asked.

Rebecca nodded. “Of course.”

After a moment of hesitation, Jordyn relented. “Okay, I’ll do it. What do I need to do?”

“You saw the photo of Clark with Nyla this morning, right? Use your status as Clark’s wife to make this public, showing that Nylat deliberately interfered in your marriage with him,” Rebeccal instructed.

Jordyn’s eyes turned icy. “Blowing this up won’t benefit me at all.”

Even though she was married to Clark, many people remembered her previous role as his mistress, and Nyla had evidence.

If this situation became widely known, she wouldn’t be pitied–she’d be publicly criticized.

“No wonder you’ve been with Clark for so long and still can’t even get into the Sumners‘ circle,” Rebecca remarked.

Her sarcastic tone made Jordyn scowl. “You think this idea of yours is so brilliant?”

Rebecca looked impatient. If it weren’t for her own constraints, she wouldn’t want to waste time on this self–important fool.

“Very few people know about your marriage to Clark, so the Sumners haven’t acknowledged you. But once everyone knows about your marriage and your pregnancy with Clark’s child, the Sumners will have no choice but to acknowledge you, no matter how unhappy they might be,” Rebecca coaxed.

“And if things blow up, the Sumners will be embarrassed too. Do you really think they’ll let me off the hook?” Jordyn shot back.