Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex Novel

Chapter 1080 After hesitating, Nyla spoke. "On my way to pick up Buddy today, Drake's men stopped me. He said he wanted to talk and share something about my mom, but I refused." Damon's expression darkened. "Understood. I'll assign more people to protect you and Buddy. He won't get another chance to approach you." Nyla bit her lip, lifting her gaze to his. "These past few days, I've been feeling uneasy, like something bad will happen." Sensing her anxiety, Damon pulled her into his arms and spoke softly to reassure her. "Don't worry, I'm here.

As long as Prospectus Technology and I are standing, no one will harm you or Buddy." "Okay," she said quietly. "Let's eat. I don't want to think about this anymore." "Alright. Don't worry. I've got it covered," Damon replied. ... Drake had barely left the Genge residence when his phone rang. Alexander was calling, requesting a meeting. Drake arrived at the restaurant Alexander mentioned, and a server led him to a private room. "Mr. Kinsey, what can I do for you?" Drake asked as he stepped inside. Alexander poured himself a glass of water.

"I heard you approached Nyla today." Drake blinked in surprise but quickly masked it with a smile. "You're well-informed, Mr. Kinsey." Alexander sipped his water in silence, the atmosphere in the room growing heavy. Drake picked up on the tension and forced another smile. "Mr. Kinsey, did you call me here just to ask about this?" Setting his glass down, Alexander finally locked eyes with him. "Yes. You should understand who Nyla is. Don't let me hear about you approaching her again." Drake's expression faltered at the bluntness of the statement. Not approach Nyla?

That was out of the question. He'd done too much to give up now. He forced himself to remain composed. "Mr. Kinsey, why can't I talk to her?" "I know exactly what you're after," Alexander said coldly. "But don't forget-she's a Kinsey. While she might have a shot at inheriting the Nixons her half-siblings in Meristate are formidable. You don't have the influence to make her the winner in that fight." Drake inhaled sharply. "Mr. Kinsey, how can you be so sure I can't?" "If I say the word, you'll be back in Meristate tomorrow. Whatever influence you think you have comes from the Nixons.

Without them, you're nothing," Alexander replied curtly. The sharpness of Alexander's words hit like a blow. Drake's face turned pale as his hands clenched at his sides, nails biting into his palms. After a long pause, he said, "Mr. Kinsey, with my help, Nyla has a much better chance of returning to the Nixons and staying safe whén. she gets there. That's something even you can't guarantee." Alexander's primary goal in coming to Saintornia was to prepare Nyla for her return to Meristate and the competition for her place in the Nixons.

However, his prominent status meant any visible support he offered would make her an immediate target. Drake's argument wasn't without merit. Alexander's expression remained cold. "What do you want in return?"