Trading My Ex for His Uncle

With or without a lawyer, the outcome of Gabriel's case wouldn't have been much different.

"I understand... as long as you try your best. Even if the result isn't good, I'll accept it," Wren replied.

"Alright," Philip answered.

When Damon heard that shareholders from Nyce Tech wanted to sell their shares and flee, he snickered.

"Don't let them cash out. If they do, we won't be able to recover Prospectus Technology's previous losses," he instructed.

"Understood, Mr. Sumner," Spencer replied.

"Good. You can leave for now," Damon said.

Spencer turned to leave the CEO's office but paused at the door when he saw Tom approaching.

"Mr. Genge," he greeted.

Tom nodded. "I'm here to see Mr. Sumner. Is he available now?"

"Please wait a moment. I'll check," Spencer replied.

Two minutes later, he returned and said, "Mr. Genge, Mr. Sumner is waiting for you inside."

"Thank you, Mr. Hogg," Tom replied.

"You're welcome," Spencer answered.

Tom entered Damon's office and went straight to the desk, sitting down. "Mr. Sumner, Drake knows I told you everything about him. He came to my house to threaten me. Don't forget our agreement-you said you'd help me."

Damon leaned back in his chair, his expression calm. "Of course. I'll help you, but only if you're completely honest with me. If you give me half-truths, don't expect me to go all out for you."

Tom fell silent. He should have known Damon wouldn't trust him easily.

Seeing Tom's flustered expression, Damon added, "Of course, you could always

side with Drake and go against me. That's fine by me, too."

Tom let out a nervous laugh. "Why would I do that? I already told you about Drake's activities. Obviously, I'm not on his side anymore."

Damon chuckled, clearly unconvinced. "It doesn't matter who you side with. What matters is that you don't flip-flop.noveldrama

"One minute you're on this side, the next minute you're on that side. When you get exposed, it'll be quite ugly."

With that, silence fell over the office.

Several minutes passed before Tom finally spoke. "You're right, Mr. Sumner, I did only tell you half the

truth before. But since I'm here today, I've made up my mind"

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Damon nodded. "Good. Now, are you ready to share the rest?"

"I will, but how can I be sure you can actually deal with Drake?" Tom asked.

He'd be seeking his own death if

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Damon were weaker than Drake. He had seen Drake's methods over the years abroad-he didn't even want to recall them.

"If you don't cooperate with me now, you won't have any other options left," Damon said simply.

Tom's face turned grim.

Damon's words hit a nerve-there was no going back for him. Even if he tried to reconcile with Drake, he'd likely end up discarded after being used.

Besides, he was done living like a dog at Drake's feet.

"Fine. I'll take the risk." Taking a deep breath, Tom looked at Damon with a serious expression. "Drake is

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working for the Nixons. That much you already know.

"But the head of the Nixons, Edward Nixon, has been in declining health for years.

His children are now fighting over control of the family business."

Damon frowned. "And how is this connected to Nyla?"