บททั้งหมดของ Trading My Ex for His Uncle: บทที่ 371 - บทที่ 380

If Richard really let Clark return to the Sumner Group, who knew? It might just go bankrupt one day."You can go now. There's no need for you to come here anymore. Your affairs are no longer my concern, and I won't deal with you again," Richard said.Clark's eyes flashed with panic as he realized that Richard was truly disappointed in him. He quickly crawled forward and grabbed Richard's leg."Grandpa, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me this once. I promise I'll listen to everything you say from now on," he pleaded.Richard looked down at him, his gaze void of emotion. "I've given you too many chances, and you've never appreciated them. From now on, you're on your own. Whatever you do, you'll have to face the consequences yourself."With that, he turned and left.Clark tried to chase after him, but the service staff stopped him. "Please leave, Mr. Clark.""Get out of my way!" Clark's voice was commanding, but the service staff didn't budge.As Damon stood to leave, he passed

Nyla's expression hardened. "We're already divorced. If you show up here again, I'll call the police again."Clark appeared hurt by her words, gazing at her sorrowfully. "I didn't know you hated me this much now..."Nyla turned her head away, unwilling to look at his seemingly affectionate face—it only made her feel sick.After gathering all the necessary information, the police took Clark to the station for questioning. He was eventually bailed out by Jordyn.As soon as Clark exited the police station, he began to walk away, but Jordyn quickly grabbed his arm. "Clark, I know I acted impulsively this time, but we already have a child. Even if you don't care for me, you should think about the child. Besides, if you divorce me now, people will assume you're guilty, and your reputation will suffer even more."Clark coldly shrugged her off. "I don't need your fake kindness. My reputation's already ruined—how much worse can it get? Staying with you will only drag me down further."Aft

However, that didn't matter anymore. All Jordyn wanted was to stay by Clark's side."When I was talking business with Mr. Durant earlier, there was an accident. I saved his life, and he promised me a favor," Jordyn explained.Clark frowned. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner?"If Jordyn had told him earlier, he wouldn't have had to forge Prospectus Technology's name to sign contracts with other companies.Not wanting to continue the topic, Jordyn changed the subject. "Did you go see Nyla this morning?""How did you know?" Clark asked.Seeing the accusatory look on his face, Jordyn smiled bitterly. "A friend of mine lives nearby. She saw you and sent me a picture. We're still married, and you're already chasing after Nyla?"Clark rubbed his nose, feeling a little regretful about seeing Nyla earlier. He hadn't expected Jordyn to convince Albert to sign the contract."Jordyn, let's not dwell on the past. You helped me through this, and from now on, I'll be good to you and our chi

Nyla knew there was no way Harrison didn't realize she would be at a disadvantage once he accepted the money. But he took it anyway.She had lost—not to the Sumners, but to Harrison.She looked up at Richard, about to speak, when the door to the private room suddenly swung open.Damon walked in, his expression cold as he stared at Richard. "Dad, I remember telling you not to bother her."Richard's scowl deepened, and he replied icily, "Didn't you just say yesterday that we've cut ties? What does it matter to you if I bother her or not?"Damon nodded. "You're right. In that case, Prospectus Technology will have issues with the Sumner Group too.""This is outrageous! You're going to turn against the Sumner Group just for a woman?" Richard bellowed.Damon remained silent, but his gaze spoke volumes.From the moment Damon entered the room, Nyla only glanced at him once before ignoring him completely.She fixed her eyes on Richard and said, "Mr. Richard, I'll withdraw the lawsuit a

Nyla had expected Harrison to support her, but instead, he sided with the Sumners.After a while, she slowly lifted her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her gaze hardened with determination. She was resolute—she would leave Saintornia.Not long after Nyla returned home, the doorbell rang. Seeing Gabriel outside, she didn't open the door. Instead, she told him coldly to leave.Gabriel stood at the door for a moment. When it became clear Nyla had no intention of letting him in, he said softly, "Nyla, we'll talk when you've calmed down."Nyla felt there was nothing left to discuss and had no desire to engage. She remained silent.Gabriel stared at the closed door, sighed, and then turned to leave.In the days that followed, Nyla's life resumed its familiar rhythm—working and studying at home. Gabriel tried reaching out several times, but her cold demeanor discouraged him from pushing further.…A week later, Nyla received a call from Valarie, inviting her t