Mr. Right is my uncle

"Divorce! Becky is back!" The moment Jonas's emotionless voice cut through the air, Nadia froze in shock. "You... you want a divorce?" Nadia stammered, disbelief written all over her face. They had been married for three years, and Jonas had never touched her—he was still hung up on someone else! But Nadia didn't blame him; he had once saved her life! So, she thought that if she could just be a little more understanding and obedient, Jonas would eventually fall in love with her. But after three long years, all she got was this! "I married you to please my grandfather. Now that he's gone, it's time to give up the position of Wright family matriarch to Becky!" "Just because of Grandpa? Did you ever like me in these years?" Nadia raised her chin defiantly, fighting back tears. "No. To me, you're just a stand-in for Becky! You haven't contributed anything after all this time; everything you've spent has been from the Wright family. You should be grateful! “Just sign the divorce agreement, and I'll give you an extra twenty million as compensation for these three years of being a caretaker!" Jonas said coldly, pointing to the divorce papers on the table. To Jonas, Nadia was just a gold-digger who wandered around this villa without a clue! If it weren't for Elbert, if it weren't for the resemblance between Nadia and Becky, he would never have married her! "Twenty million... Is my love really worth that much?" "Nadia, don't push your luck! You're nothing but a pretty vase who knows nothing; twenty million is more than fair..." "Fine, I'll sign!" "What?" Jonas had expected her to negotiate for more but was taken aback when Nadia agreed right away. He quickly regained his composure. "Great! Hurry up; I still need to pick up Becky!" Nadia swiftly took a pen and signed the divorce agreement. Jonas glanced at her signature and, relieved, accepted it, ready to leave. But then, she grabbed his hand. "Even if we're divorced, I still need to tell you—Becky didn't go abroad because of Grandpa's pressure! She cheated on you..." "Shut up!" Hearing his beloved being slandered, Jonas jerked his hand away. Nadia lost her balance and fell, hitting her forehead on the edge of the table, blood immediately oozing out. Jonas frowned, momentarily stunned, but quickly regained his demeanor. "You worthless woman, you're not even qualified to speak ill of Becky! If I hear you say anything negative about her again, I'll make you regret it!" With that, he strode out. Sitting on the floor, Nadia felt a pounding headache as fragments of memory flooded her mind. Four years ago, after she was attacked in Acofield and got into a car accident, Jonas saved her life. But when she woke up, she had lost her memory. Now, unexpectedly, this blow had restored her memories. It turned out that Nadia wasn't an orphan. She was the only granddaughter of the Chung family, one of the four prominent families of Olisbert! A woman highly sought after by families in Yrora! With renewed determination, she wiped the blood from her forehead and grabbed her phone, dialing a familiar number. "I'm in Acofield. Let's meet!" ***** Two hours later, with her head wrapped in bandages, Nadia entered a nightclub called Nightshade. She pushed through the noisy dance floor and soon reached the private room where Yvonne was waiting. "Nadia..." As soon as she pushed the door open, a figure leaped into her arms. "You disappeared for four years! I thought something had happened to you, boohoo..." Feeling the girl's sobs, warmth filled Nadia's heart as she quickly comforted her. "It's okay! I'm fine! I just ran into some problems and couldn't contact you. Get up; you're soaking my clothes!" Yvonne looked up, wiping her face, her big eyes sparkling innocently. "Did you go begging? What are you wearing? It's poking my face!" Nadia was at a loss for words but didn't argue; this outfit did look a bit shabby compared to her previous designer clothes. Yvonne pulled Nadia to a seat and poured her a drink. "Now, tell me where you've been all this time!" Nadia decided to be open. After several rounds of drinks, both of them were a bit tipsy and finally caught up on everything. Suddenly, Yvonne slammed her hand on the table, standing up unsteadily. "What a scumbag! He doesn't know what he's got!" Then she turned to Nadia with a sly grin. "Just wait! I'm going to get you a divorce gift!" With that, Yvonne wobbled out of the room. Nadia was puzzled but didn't think much of it. Just as she was about to doze off, the door swung open again. Yvonne swaggered back in, followed by a line of tall, handsome guys, each over six feet tall. "What's this?" Yvonne raised an eyebrow. "Of course, it's your compensation!" She leaned in close to Nadia, whispering conspiratorially, "Don't worry, I know you're a clean freak; these are all newcomers! They're definitely better than that ex-husband of yours!" She winked with a knowing smile. "You." Nadia was left speechless. Just as Yvonne was about to say more, her phone rang. She glanced at it, her expression shifting to panic as she jumped up from her seat.