Trading My Ex for His Uncle

"Whether or not you're having me followed, who I choose to spend time with is my business. I hope you'll stop prying into my private life," Valarie said.

Brandon grabbed her wrist, his voice low and firm. "Valarie, the month is almost up. Don't forget the promise you made."

She pulled away. "There's still a week left. We'll talk when the time comes."

With that, she turned and left.noveldrama

Brandon watched her go, frustration darkening his face.

The anonymous photos he'd received that morning were still fresh in his mind, making his expression even stormier.

Forcing himself to stay calm, he pulled out his phone and called his assistant. "Find out who sent those photos to my email this morning."

After hanging up, his mood remained grim. It was time to give Stefan a warning.

Just as he was about to leave, his phone rang again.

His eyes flickered with annoyance at the unfamiliar number. Without hesitation, he rejected the call and blocked it.

Ever since he'd cut off Michelle, she'd been calling him from different numbers every day. At first, he'd answered, but now, he simply blocked each one as soon as it came in.

She never got tired of trying.

Tossing his phone back into his pocket, Brandon got into his car and drove away.

Michelle angrily threw her phone onto the bed.

The month-long agreement between Brandon and Valarie was nearly over, yet Brandon had been avoiding her entirely. She hadn't even gotten the chance to see him.

No. She had to find a way to make sure Valarie and Brandon had no future together.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up her phone again and called Jayden. "Jayden, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together."

There was silence on the other end.

Just as Michelle was about to ask again, he finally replied, "Sure. What do you want to eat?"

"I remember a pretty good restaurant near your office. Let's go there tonight," she suggested.

"Okay."

After hanging up, Jayden set his phone down with a blank expression and returned to the documents in front of him.

To his right, a report lay open-a background check on Michelle. It detailed her

frequent contact with Stefan over the past month.

...

That evening, Michelle arrived

at the restaurant and waited in a

private dining room for more the net

half an hour before Jayden finally

showed up.

"Sorry, something came up at work," he said.

The moment he spoke, Michelle sensed something was off. His attitude toward

her was much colder than before.

"Jayden, are you still doubting me because of Stefan?" she asked.

Jayden looked up. "Michelle, were you involved in what happened with Stefan and Valarie?"

Her face darkened. "What do you mean by that? You still don't trust me, do you?"

"Just answer the question-yes or no," Jayden said flatly.

"No! Are you satisfied now?" she shot back.

His expression shifted from doubt to disappointment.

Michelle's heart sank. A bad feeling crept over her.

"Jayden-" she began.

into it.

contaou've been in frequent He cut her off, "I had someon k

with Stefan. You even paid

for his mother's medical expenses.

"I remember you used to hate them-you always blamed his mother for ruining your family and causing your own mother's death. Are you going to tell me you've suddenly forgiven them?"

Michelle's expression turned icy. "Since you already know everything, why bother

asking?"