Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1088

"It's going alright. We're slowly getting back on track, but I'm still worried. I don't know if this is the right call," Damon answered.

Using the money in Mason's account might save Prospectus Technology, or it could drag him further into trouble.

Nyla looked at him, her voice soft. "Right or wrong, it's the only option right now. We'll just have to take it one step at a time. It won't be any harder than it is now."

If Prospectus Technology went bankrupt, they didn't know how Gabriel would retaliate against their family. As long as the company remained intact, they would be safe.

"I'll protect you and Buddy, no matter what. No one will hurt you," Damon vowed.

He had already decided that if things went south, he would find a way to get Nyla and Mason to safety.

The oil was reaching temperature as they spoke.

Nyla dropped the meatballs in. "Don't worry so much. We'll be fine. The three of us will be alright."

Damon walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her with a hum.

...

Tom stood by the window in his living room, speaking on the phone with Drake.

When Drake heard that Tom hadn't managed to bring Prospectus Technology to bankruptcy yet, he sneered. "Tom, have you been spending all your time thinking about romance? You're still failing at the job I gave you?"

Tom's face darkened. "Mr. Mummery, I've been doing everything I can. Prospectus Technology was already on the verge of bankruptcy, but suddenly someone mysterious invested in them, bringing them back to life... I've tried everything..."

"I don't want to hear 'tried your best.' If you don't deliver what I asked, everything else is just talk. I'll give you one last chance. If you don't deliver within a week, I'll take everything I gave you back," Drake warned.

Tom's face paled. "Mr. Mummery—"

Before he could say anything else, the line went dead.

Prospectus Technology's legal team also refiled the lawsuit against Nyce Tech.

While Prospectus Technology was thriving again, things were going badly abroad.

Spencer rushed into Damon's office and shut the door behind him. "Mr. Sumner, we can't reach anyone from Falcon!"

Damon's expression darkened. He put down the file and looked at Spencer. "What do you mean? Why can't you reach them?"

"I don't know. Last night at midnight, Falcon sent me a message saying they would soon find out who made the transfer to Mr. Mason. But when I tried to contact them this morning, they've all gone dark," Spencer reported.

Damon's face turned grim. "I see. You go back to work for now."

"What about Falcon?" Spencer asked.

"Don't worry about them for now. If they're still alive, they'll get in touch later. If we don't hear from them within a month, don't wait anymore," Damon answered.