Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 33

He grinned smugly after he finished speaking.

Camila Davis looked at that self-satisfied face of his, but her expression barely changed.

Beg Jordan Smith for help?

Please. She’d already decided she didn’t even want Jordan Smith anymore—why on earth would she stoop to beg his lapdog?

Sure, she’d been a little pathetic in the past. All the feelings she’d poured in had just gone to waste.

But at least she still had her dignity—she knew when to cut her losses.

She gave him a look of pure pity. “You’re right, I’m not as good as you. Takes real talent to be the kind of bootlicker you are—honestly, it’s impressive. So go ahead, keep clinging to your pathetic little crush, keep defending Sandra Taylor like a loyal puppy. Let’s see how long you have to wait before she even bothers to look your way.

And, for the record? Jordan Smith didn’t dump me. I left him. Because I finally realized he was a mess, alright?”

She didn’t bother sticking around to see his reaction. Camila scooped up little Lillian and walked out without looking back.

Behind her, Lucas Smith was left fuming, completely baffled. “Camila! What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

What did she mean, she left Jordan because he was a mess?

There was no way—absolutely no way she’d ever give up on his brother. Everyone who knew her knew she’d loved Jordan Smith to the point of obsession. No way she’d ever let go. She was just bluffing. Had to be.

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Once Camila left the Smith family mansion, she took Lillian and headed home.

Lucas’s little scene hadn’t rattled her at all.

If anything, she just felt a pang about the old locket her grandma had given her—that had been taken away. That stung a little.

But she didn’t regret it. This divorce had to happen.

Sandra shook her head, her voice catching, fragile and shaky. “No, it’s my fault. I’m sorry, Jordan. I let you down—I couldn’t convince Mr. White to stay.

I apologized to him, truly, but he said The Smith Group’s mistake caused a glitch in the system we sent over. It messed up their whole order of medical equipment, and now they won’t do business with us again.

I tried to make it right, offered to cover the losses, but he just wouldn’t budge...”

As she finished, tears spilled down her cheeks.

Jordan was caught off guard. He reached out, trying to comfort her. “Hey, hey, don’t cry…”

But Sandra just bit her lip, trying to hold it together, even though she looked utterly heartbroken. “Maybe I shouldn’t have taken this job, Jordan. Back when Camila was in charge, everything ran smoothly. Clients were happy. The moment I take over, people start leaving…

Maybe everyone thinks I pushed Camila out, and now they’re blaming me.

Maybe I should just apologize to her, give her the director’s position back? Maybe if Camila returns, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”