Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Nyla exited the chat app, set her phone aside, and contemplated whether or not to follow through with the engagement.

The prospect of moving out of the estate was a huge incentive. However, if Emerald went back on her word, Nyla would have no recourse.

While she was lost in thought, a sudden, urgent knock interrupted her.noveldrama

She rose and opened the door to find a flustered maid. "Ms. Kinsey, Madam wants you in the main hall immediately."

Seeing the maid's ashen face, Nyla felt a sinking sensation in her gut. She asked quietly, "What happened?"

The maid hesitated, as if struggling to find the right words. "I-It's Mr. Nixon... You'll understand when you get there."

Without further questioning, Nyla hurried to the hall.

Upon entering, she saw Emerald sitting on the sofa, her expression as dark as a thundercloud. Delia sat beside her, crying.

Nyla took a seat across from Emerald.

Before Nyla could speak, Emerald did. "Brian had an accident. I'm leaving for the south first thing in the morning. For the next few days, you and Delia are to stay in the estate and behave. If you cause any trouble while I'm gone, you'll answer for it when I return."

She turned to Filipe. "Is the flight booked?"

Filipe's face was grim. He shook his head. "The earliest available flight is at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow."

"Then get the private jet ready. I want the pilot on standby at the airstrip!" Emerald snapped.

"Understood. I'll make the call now," Filipe replied.

Without another word, Emerald strode out.

Watching her leave, Nyla felt confused. She still had no idea what had happened

to Brian. Given Emerald's reaction, it was no minor incident.

After Emerald left, Delia quickly retreated to her room.

Nyla stayed in the hall, waiting for Filipe's return.

When he finally did, she asked, "What exactly happened to Brian?"

Filipe sighed heavily. "I heard he was in a car accident... and lost a leg. But I don't know the full details. We'll have to wait for Madam to return for more information." fo

Nyla paused. Now she understood why Emerald had looked so grim and why Delia had been crying so much.

Emerald had always viewed Brian as the heir to the Nixons. Losing a leg was a devastating blow.

It didn't mean much to Nyla, though. She had no real bond with her half-brother. His fate was of no concern to her.

Seeing her silence, Filipe spoke softly. "Ms. Kinsey, you should get some rest." Nyla hummed in response.

...

News of Brian's injury spread quickly within the Nixons.

Within hours, it reached other powerful families, including the Bumards. By the end of the day, nearly all the major families in the north had heard about it.

Late that night, Darcy rushed into Edward's hospital room.

"Mary, I just got word. Brian was in a car in

st in the south. He's still in

Emerald's alreadydeft

it. This is our chance!" he

announced.

They had waited years for an opportunity like this.

Mary kept her excitement in check. "What should we do now?"

"I'm gathering the Nixons' key members for a meeting to see who's willing to back

us," Darcy replied.

Mary nodded. "And don't forget-go

to the estate and take Delia and Nyla

under control. They'll be useful

bargaining chips when it's time to negotiate with Emerald."