Trading My Ex for His Uncle

The group fell silent again. After a long pause, someone finally spoke. "Right, since Damon won't let us off the hook, let's go to Mr. Mummery and see if he can help us."

Minutes later, the people who had been waiting outside Prospectus Technology turned and left.

The front desk quickly relayed this to Spencer, who reported it to Damon. "Mr. Sumner, they've been outside since 5:00 a.m. and have now suddenly left. I'm not sure if they've given up or if something else is going on."

Damon's expression remained indifferent. "Whatever their reason, it has nothing to do with us. Don't bring this up to me again in the future. You can leave now."

"Yes, sir," Spencer replied.

...

After contacting Drake, the group waited in a private room at a restaurant.

Two hours later, Drake finally arrived.noveldrama

As soon as he entered, Jerry Walker from Excellence stood up hurriedly. "Mr. Mummery, you're finally here. We've been waiting a long time."

Drake offered a faint smile, took a seat, and raised an eyebrow. "I already know why you've called me. It's not that I don't want to help, but your problems aren't something I can fix. Our company's business direction doesn't align with yours.

"However, I can introduce you to some clients, so you can get your production lines running again and minimize your losses."

The faces around the table fell.

Jerry's eyes turned icy as he stared at Drake. "Mr. Mummery, you promised that if we helped you deal with Prospectus Technology, you wouldn't let us suffer. You said you'd cover any losses. And now, you're backing out?"

Drake's smile disappeared. "I'm not backing out. It's just that you didn't manage to do any real damage to Prospectus Technology. I'm already doing you a favor by introducing clients. Don't be greedy."

Jerry chuckled coldly. "I see now. You used us as pawns. And now that we're no longer useful, you're tossing us aside."

Drake didn't deny it. He stood up, adjusted his suit, and said, "I don't waste time or energy on people with

no

value. I have other matters to attend to. Excuse me."

Without another glance, he headed for the door.

The others were furious, some even rising to confront him, but Jerry stopped them.

Once Drake was gone, Jerry shut the private room door and turned to the group. "We're nothing but collateral damage in this fight between Damon and Drake."

Back when Drake had threatened and sweet-talked them into cutting ties with Prospectus Technology, they had assumed they had made a safe choice.

But now, Damon had acquired the

companies they relied on for

collaboration, cutting off their supply chains entirely. At this rate, it would only take a month for their

businesses to go bankrupt

"Mr. Walker, what do we do now? Are we just going to sit back and watch our companies collapse?" someone asked, panic creeping into their voice.

They had believed Drake would support them. Now, it was clear he had only used them. Regret was too late.

Jerry sighed. "There's no other choice. We'll have to beg Damon again."

"But he won't even agree to meet us," someone objected. "How can we beg if we can't even get in the door?"

"If we can't meet him, we can meet Nyla. All we need is for her to pass a message."

Damon wouldn't meet them now likely because they had sided with Drake. If they could show genuine regret and convince Damon, he might give them another chance.