Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Jane's cold voice came through the line. "I'm busy. What do you want?"

"The Wilkie Group might go bankrupt," Theo said bluntly. "Damon has already gathered substantial evidence of our illegal activities. Grandpa's getting old, and I can't hold the company together on my own. Can you come back and help me?"

There was a moment of silence before Jane's mocking tone cut in. "Theo, when I was at the Wilkie Group, we didn't do anything illegal. How is it that the company started falling apart the moment you took over?"

Theo forced down his rising anger and replied coldly, "Everything I've done was for the company's growth. When are you coming back?"

"I'm not coming back. Give up on the idea," Jane said sharply. "I've already sold my shares to Damon. The company has nothing to do with me anymore. You're on your own."

She wasn't a fool. Theo's reason for asking her to return wasn't to pass the company to her. He wanted her to be the scapegoat for the things he'd done in the past. She might never leave if she went back now.

Theo quickly added, "If you come back, I'll give you half of my shares."

"I don't need them," Jane replied dismissively. "Keep them. If the company goes bankrupt, your shares will be as good as scrap paper anyway."

With that, she hung up.

Theo slammed his phone onto the passenger seat, his face dark with rage. Jane, that ungrateful woman.noveldrama

Letting her go abroad had clearly been a mistake. Now, getting her to come back seemed impossible.

...

Time flew by, and soon it was Saturday.

In the morning, Nyla and Damon got ready, ate breakfast, and brought Mason to visit Harrison.

When Harrison saw them, his face lit up with joy, though he quickly tried to downplay it. "You're both so busy. If there's nothing urgent, you don't need to visit me so often. I have the housekeeper to take care of me."

"We haven't visited in a while, and we actually have something to tell you this time," Nyla said seriously.

Harrison's expression turned curious. "What is it?"

"We got married," she said.

Harrison frowned slightly. "When are you planning to hold the wedding?"

Nyla and Damon exchanged a glance.

Nyla answered, "We don't plan to hold the wedding for now."

Harrison's expression darkened immediately. "Whose idea was that?"

"It was a joint decision," Nyla explained. "We'll hold the wedding later. We just came today to let you know and have a family meab

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"That's ridiculous!" Harrison

snapped. "How can you get married without a wedding? I can

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wanting to make your own

decisions, but there has to be a

proper ceremony. This is,

non-negotiable!"

"Dad, it's not that we don't want to have a wedding," Nyla said patiently. "The timing just isn't right."

"What timing isn't right? Explain it to me!" Harrison demanded.

Seeing that her father wasn't going to let this go, Nyla sighed. "Damon, can you take Buddy to another room for r a while? I need to talk to

Damon nodded. "Alright."

Swy dad."

After he left with Mason, Nyla sat down beside Harrison. "Dad, my mom is coming

to Saintornia next week."

Harrison froze. "What did you say?"

"You heard me. She'll be here next week, and I'm going to meet her. Damon and I rushed to get married because of this," she explained.