Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1100

Gabriel's face was grim, and he didn't speak.

The conference room fell silent, the only sound the faint, heavy breathing of those present.

"Enough. I understand. For now, take care of the backlog of files on my desk. I'll handle the PR situation. I won't let Nyce Tech collapse!" he announced.

His words did little to inspire confidence. The shareholders still looked deeply uncertain.

From Gabriel's expression, it was clear the allegations of stealing Prospectus Technology's core technology were true.

No wonder. That was how they had managed to release the Galaxy chip so quickly.

If Prospectus Technology had solid evidence, just the charge of stealing data related to their chip's development would be enough to bankrupt Nyce Tech entirely. Even selling the company wouldn't cover the damages.

"Understood..." the shareholders chorused.

Upon seeing their grimaces, Gabriel's expression darkened further. He waved them off impatiently. "Alright, that's it. You can all leave."

The shareholders filed out one by one, leaving the conference room empty except for Gabriel.

He sat alone for a long time before finally rising and heading back to his office.

His time out on bail was short—he had to make the most of every second.

Back in his office, he immediately called for his secretary. "Find out how much liquid capital Nyce Tech currently has."

Less than ten minutes later, the secretary returned with the numbers. "Mr. Hackett, Nyce Tech currently has 79,300,000 dollars in liquid assets."

Gabriel took a deep breath, his voice cold. "Transfer all of it to this account."

He handed the secretary a slip of paper with a string of numbers that looked like a bank account.

The secretary took the paper, his fingers trembling slightly. "Mr. Hackett, if we move all the liquid funds, the company won't be able to function within a week. Are you certain about this?"

"Do as I say. I'll handle the company," Gabriel replied.

"Straight from the police station to Nyce Tech," Spencer informed.

Damon nodded. "Understood. He'll be back in custody soon enough."

"Should we have someone keep an eye on his movements?" Spencer asked.

"Yes," Damon answered.

After Spencer left, Damon finished signing the document and turned to review another file.

…

By 3:00 p.m., Damon called Nyla to let her know he'd be working late. "Nyla, you and Buddy don't need to wait for me for dinner tonight. I'll be home a little late."

Nyla's gentle voice came through the phone. "In that case, I'll have Lydia pack up some food, and Buddy and I will bring dinner to the office for you."

"No need. It's too much trouble for you two to come all the way here. I'll be back by 8:00 p.m. at the latest, and I'm swamped right now. Even if you came, I wouldn't have time to sit with you," Damon explained.