Upgrading My Ex to His Uncle Chapter 233

Brandon didn't get angry. He calmly replied, "At least I won't cause a scandal that tanks the company's stock price by getting a mistress pregnant. Don't you agree?"

Clark glared at him, an intense and menacing aura surrounding him. "Get out!"

"I'll wait for you to pack up your office so that I can move in tomorrow," Brandon taunted.

Soon, everyone left the office, leaving Clark alone. He swept the documents off his desk in a fit of rage and stormed out.

…

An hour later, Jordyn entered Clark's car with a small suitcase through the back gate of her apartment complex.

"Clark, thank goodness for you. I really don't know what I would've done without you…" she said.

Clark drove in silence, his face dark and stormy.

Sensing his foul mood, Jordyn bit her lip. "Clark… Shouldn't we try to suppress the news about my pregnancy?"

Clark's grip on the steering wheel tightened. "You don't need to worry about that. Your priority now is to make sure the baby is born."

A glint appeared in Jordyn's eyes as she suggested, "I suspect Ms. Jayston is behind this…"

Clark's black Cayenne came to an abrupt stop with a screech. He turned to her with a chilling expression. "You think it was her? Tell me, what would she gain from this?"

Jordyn flinched under his icy gaze, fear creeping into her voice. "Hasn't she been wanting a divorce? If my pregnancy is all over the news, she can use it to take the moral high ground and pressure you into divorcing her…"

"A few days ago, my grandfather promised her that once the scandal of our photos blew over, he'd allow us to divorce in secret. Leaking this wouldn't benefit her in any way," Clark countered.

Jordyn lowered her eyes and said slowly, "I still think it was her. After all, blowing this up might help her get a bigger settlement when you divorce."

A bigger settlement?

Clark suddenly remembered that when Nyla first discovered his affair, she had demanded half of his assets. If that was her motivation, it wouldn't be entirely impossible that she was behind this.

Moreover, only a few people knew about Jordyn's pregnancy. It was highly likely that Nyla, eager to expedite the divorce, had leaked the information to force his hand.

The thought of being expelled from the Sumner Group because of this filled Clark with a cold, simmering anger.

After dropping Jordyn off at one of his properties and arranging for a housekeeper to look after her, Clark left.

…

That evening, as Nyla stepped out of the elevator, she found Clark waiting at her doorstep.

"You're back?" His voice was low, his expression icy.

"I called you multiple times this morning, and you didn't answer. Now you're here, waiting at my door—why?" Nyla asked.

"Why?" Clark took two steps closer, towering over her. "You really went all out to get that divorce, didn't you?"

After hearing Jordyn's suspicions, Clark initially only suspected Nyla. However, when Michael called and confirmed that she was the mastermind behind the leak, Clark's desire to confront her intensified. She had not only ruined his career but also shattered his pride.

Nyla frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"You don't know what I'm talking about? Weren't you the one who leaked the news about Jordyn's pregnancy online?" Clark demanded.

His accusation seemed absurd to Nyla. He had an affair with Jordyn, and now that it was public, he was trying to blame her?

"You think it was me? Do you have any proof?" she asked.

"You want proof? Fine, I'll give it to you!" Clark growled, shoving his phone in her face, his teeth gnashed. "Take a look for yourself—this is all the proof you need!"