Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 927

"Many of these partner companies are subsidiaries of Prospectus Technology's key collaborators!" Spencer exclaimed.

Looking over the list, it became crystal clear—Tom's target wasn't just the Sumner Group. It was Prospectus Technology itself!

If Damon hadn't asked Spencer to investigate the night before, this connection might have gone completely unnoticed.

"Mr. Sumner... does this mean the Genge Group is planning to go after Prospectus Technology?" Spencer asked.

Damon's face darkened. "Tom wouldn't dare take on Prospectus Technology directly—not now. He's likely planning to target the Sumner Group first."

"What should we do now?" Spencer asked.

"We'll make sure his projects fall through. Keep digging into the Genge Group's dealings," Damon instructed.

Spencer nodded. "Understood. I'll handle it right away."

…

Over the next few days, Nyla noticed Damon had become even busier than usual.

Whenever she joined him for lunch at the office, he was either locked in meetings or just returning from one. Even at night, he stayed late, working overtime.

Nyla often waited for him at home but would eventually fall asleep on the couch. By the time she woke up the next morning, she'd find herself in bed, the spot beside her still warm.

However, Damon would already have left for work.

She had asked him more than once if there were problems at the company, but he would always shake his head and reassure her, "Nothing to worry about. Things will settle down soon."

…

This routine lasted until the end of the month—when something unexpected happened.

On a Friday afternoon, Nyla was discussing an upcoming experiment schedule with Sullivan when two police officers arrived at the lab.

"Mr. Heseltine, you are under suspicion of embezzling company funds through misuse of your position. Please come with us," one of the officers said formally.

Sullivan's face went pale, his eyes wide with disbelief. "No... there must be a mistake! I didn't do anything! Have you got the wrong person?"

Ruby left in a hurry without turning back.

After Nyla cleaned up the experiment equipment, she left as well. Recently, the driver had been taking her home first since Damon often stayed late working overtime.

…

Back at the villa, Mason asked Nyla over dinner, "Mommy, what's Daddy been doing lately? I haven't seen him in so long..."

"He's been working hard," Nyla answered, placing a chicken wing on his plate.

She noticed the glum look in his eyes and added gently, "Once he's less busy, he'll spend more time with us again."

"Okay," Mason replied quietly, nodding.

Although he understood his father was working to give them a good life, he wished more than anything to have him around.

In his young heart, he made a promise—when he grew up, he'd make enough money to let his parents live comfortably and happily.