Trading My Ex for His Uncle



There was silence on the other end of the line before Gabriel's deep voice came through. "Mr. Sumner, Nyla probably doesn't want to see my mother."

"And you think she wants to see you?" Damon shot back.

"Mr. Sumner, just because she doesn't want to see me now doesn't mean she won't in the future," Gabriel retorted. "It's like how you're with her now. It doesn't mean you'll always be together, right? Don't you agree?"

Damon's gaze sharpened, his expression cold.

"Gabriel, let me warn you. Don't even think about anything inappropriate with her. If you do, don't think you're safe just because you're the CEO of Nyce Tech. Even if you're the richest person in the country, I'll make sure you have nothing," Damon warned.

"Mr. Sumner, you talk big. I'll be watching closely to see how you make me lose everything!" Gabriel replied, then hung up.

Damon set his phone down, his face darkening.

It seemed Gabriel was ready to leave Saintornia for good.

...

That evening, as Nyla got into the car, she immediately sensed something was off in the air.

She glanced at Damon and saw his grim expression.

Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "What's wrong? Did someone make you mad?"

"Why didn't you tell me about what happened with Wren today?" Damon asked.

Surprise flashed in Nyla's eyes. "How did you find out about that?"

She hadn't expected Damon to know about it. After all, Wren hadn't caused much of a scene before being escorted out by security.

Given Damon's busy schedule, he shouldn't have known about it.

Damon's lips were pressed into a tight line.

"You went through all that trouble and didn't tell me a word. Nyla, do you even consider me your boyfriend?" he asked.

"You're so busy with work. I didn't want to bother you with such small matters," Nyla explained.

"To me, there's no such thing as small matters when it comes to you," Damon said.

Seeing the anger on Damon's face, Nyla leaned in and gently pinched his cheek. "I understand. This time, it's my fault. From now on, I'll make sure to tell you everything every day. Don't be mad, okay?"

"You're saying this now, but if you forget, I'll punish you," Damon warned, emphasizing the word "punish."

"Alright, I got it. I won't forget," Nyla promised.

Damon's expression softened due to her sincerity. "By the way, from now on, you're not allowed to meet with Gabriel in private."

Nyla nodded. "Don't worry. I won't meet him privately."

She had no positive feelings toward

Gabriel Just thinking about his

actions five years ago made nenoveldrama

her

uncomfortable. She wished she never had to see him again.

"Good," Damon hummed.

Later that evening...

After dinner with Nyla and Mason, Damon went out for a social engagement.

The person he was meeting tonight was none other than Pedro.

Since Gabriel was trying to bring down the Wilkie Group, Damon planned to help the company rise above the crisis and then use it against Gabriel. Pedro had already been waiting in the private room.

When he saw Damon, he quickly stood and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Sumner, good evening."

Damon sat across from him,

skipping pleasantries and getting

straight to the point. "Mr. Wilkie, you

probably don't know this, but your son-in-law is behind Nyce Tech, and the Starlite project. He intentionally set it up to trap the Wilkie Group."

His words dropped like a bombshell in a calm lake, sending shockwaves through Pedro.

"What?!" Pedro gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief.

How could Gabriel, that useless grandson-in-law of his, be behind Nyce Tech? It seemed unbelievable.