Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Nyla went upstairs while Damon returned to his study.

Instead of diving into his paperwork, he sat at his desk, wrestling with the dilemma of whether to use the money in Mason's account to save Prospectus Technology.

Hours later, he made a decision.

...

The next morning, Damon left for the office after breakfast.

Meanwhile, Mason was heading upstairs to change when Nyla called him back. "Buddy, starting today, you don't need to go to school. You'll stay home with me for a while to study instead."

Mason blinked in surprise. "Why?"

Nyla stroked his hair, her tone gentle. "I'm not working right now, so I can help you practice writing at home. We'll do this for a while before you go back to school. Does that sound good?"noveldrama

School wasn't that important to Mason, so he nodded easily. "Okay."

Relieved that he didn't press for more details, Nyla let out a soft sigh. Lying to kids could be exhausting.

At the office...

Damon had just stepped in when Spencer arrived, his expression grim.

"Mr. Sumner, the evidence we submitted accusing Nyce Tech of stealing Prospectus Technology's trade secrets has been rejected," he reported. Damon's eyes darkened. He'd anticipated Gabriel tampering with the process.

"I see. Transfer 400 billion dollars into the company's account. Also, withdraw Prospectus Technology's bankruptcy filing," he instructed, handing Spencer Mason's bank card.

Spencer's eyes lit up. "Right away!"

...

Gabriel expected Damon to beg for mercy, yet he received the news that Prospectus Technology had received a mysterious cash injection and was back on its feet.

His smile froze as his secretary reported the development. "What did you just say?"

"Mr. Hackett-" the secretary began.

"Find out who gave them the money!" Gabriel barked.

"Right away!" The secretary hurried out.

Gabriel swept the files on his desk to the floor in a fit of rage.

How could anyone invest in Prospectus Technology now?

Even if the company avoided bankruptcy, it would take years to recover. Investing

at this point was as good as throwing money away!

The more Gabriel thought about it, the angrier he became.

With a loud bang, his office door slammed open.

Tom stormed in, his face like stone. "Gabriel, didn't you say Prospectus Technology would go bankrupt this week? I've been waiting, only to hear they've been saved! What kind of game are you playing?"

Gabriel sneered. "And what exactly did you contribute to this plan? Who are you

to point fingers at me?!"

"You!" Tom jabbed a finger at him. "I

did everything you asked. I spread the rumors, about Prospectus Technology. Now it's clear you couldn't hold up your end of the deal,

yet you have the nerve to question

me?"

If he'd known Gabriel was this incompetent, he never would've agreed to work

with him.

"Are you done? If so, get out! Our partnership is over. Whatever you do to Prospectus Technology from now on is your business. It has nothing to do with me!" Gabriel snapped.

"Fine! Don't come crying to me later!" Tom stormed out, cursing under his breath.

He had already colluded with one of Prospectus Technology's shareholders to steal the company's core data. If Prospectus Technology regained its footing, Damon would never let him off.

The thought darkened Tom's mood further as he left.

Cutting ties with Gabriel now was the smart move before the man's failures dragged him down too.