Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 30

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
by Sage Hunter Lane

Mrs. Summer’s ears perked up at Nyla’s question, and a sardonic smile crept across her lips, as if she were observing a jester in a court of nobles. She scrutinized Nyla from head to toe, her gaze dripping with condescension.

“What if you don’t?” Mrs. Summer echoed Nyla’s words, her voice dripping with disdain. “Nyla, are you truly so oblivious to your current predicament?”

Rising from her seat, Mrs. Summer towered over Nyla, her presence imposing. “Tell me, how much do you actually earn each month in that pitiful job of yours? It’s an affront to our esteemed Summer family! Do you still fancy yourself the brilliant researcher you once were?”

Nyla gripped her briefcase tightly, her knuckles whitening as she fought to maintain her composure. “While my salary may be modest, it’s a reflection of my hard work and dedication. I refuse to be belittled.”

“Belittled?” Mrs. Summer scoffed, a sneer curling her lips. “What talents do you possess now? You’ve grown so accustomed to a life of comfort that you’ve lost touch with your true self, haven’t you? You’re depending on our family’s wealth to fund your ailing father’s medical bills, and yet you dare to meddle in our family matters?”

Nyla felt a surge of indignation at Mrs. Summer’s words, her eyes igniting with fury. “Mrs. Summer, you would do well to choose your words more carefully!”

“Choose my words?” Mrs. Summer’s voice sharpened, her indignation palpable. “How dare you, a leech living off my son, lecture me?”

Nyla shot back, her voice steady but fierce, “Leeching off your son? If Clark hadn’t married me and benefited from my groundbreaking research, do you honestly think he would have regained my grandfather’s respect? Would he have ascended to the CEO position of Summer Group? Without my contributions, he would still be a nobody!”

Mrs. Summer’s surprise was evident; Nyla, who had always been the epitome of compliance, was now standing her ground. Her expression darkened, frustration etched on her features. “It appears you truly don’t understand your place!”

With a menacing stride, she closed the gap between them, her voice low and threatening. “Let this be your final warning. If you dare to act so recklessly again, I will cut off all your father’s medical support and have him thrown out of the hospital! Do you think I’m joking?”

Nyla met this threat with a defiant sneer. Slowly, she raised her briefcase and slammed it onto the coffee table with a force that echoed through the room. The briefcase burst open, and photographs flew out like autumn leaves caught in a gust of wind.

Each image was a vivid testament to Clark and Jordyn’s intimate moments: a warm embrace captured in a dimly lit restaurant, passionate encounters in the backseat of a car. The clarity of the photographs was striking, each one a potential weapon, an undeniable piece of evidence.

Mrs. Summer’s complexion drained of color as she beheld the images, her eyes widening in shock and panic.

“Where… where did you obtain these?” Mrs. Summer’s voice quaked, betraying her composure.

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