Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 952

The other end of the call was silent for a few seconds before Tom's icy voice echoed. "Mr. Lightner, you've already taken my money. Isn't it a bit late to back out now?"

"I'll return every penny! And I won't say a word about your plans to anyone," Huxley promised.

Tom let out a cold laugh. "From the moment you accepted my money, there was no turning back. And don't forget—while Brandon finding out about my involvement won't hinder my plans, if he learns you betrayed him, neither he nor your uncle will let you off the hook."

Huxley's face turned pale as he hissed, "Tom, are you threatening me?"

"Mr. Lightner, don't misunderstand. We're in the same boat now. I wouldn't do anything to harm you. But if you jump ship, don't blame me when you drown," Tom said before ending the call.

He was confident Huxley would think things through.

Huxley stared at the disconnected line, then slammed his phone onto the desk with a curse.

Tom was a shameless bastard!

Blinded by greed, Huxley had climbed aboard Tom's sinking ship, and now he was stuck.

As his anger subsided, a grim realization dawned on him: he had to finish what he'd started.

He began contemplating his next move but couldn’t shake the feeling that something about the situation was off.

How had news about the Sumner Group's substandard materials spread so quickly?

Those materials had only been in use for a few days. Even if a worker noticed an issue, they would’ve reported it directly to Brandon. There was no reason for such rumors to leak out to employees.

The more Huxley thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

He called Tom again but got no answer, despite multiple attempts.

Before he could say more, a sharply dressed man carrying a briefcase stepped into the room behind Pierre.

"Mr. Genge," he announced, "you've been accused of spreading false claims about the Sumner Group using non-compliant materials. The Sumner Group is officially suing you. Here's the legal notice."

Tom narrowed his eyes as he took the document, scanned it briefly, and threw it onto the floor. "Accusing me of slandering the Sumner Group? What evidence do you have?"

The man smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Genge. We wouldn’t be here without solid evidence. Perhaps you'd like to take a look at this as well."

He handed over another document.

Tom took it nonchalantly, but as his eyes scanned the contents, his face grew visibly darker.

He scoffed, his gaze cold as ice. "I underestimated Brandon. So, he managed to dig up this, too?"