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

Chapter 1108 Pedro fell silent, his face dark and stormy as he said nothing. Damon wasn't in a hurry and didn't push for an answer. He waited calmly, confident that Pedro would eventually give him the response he wanted. After what felt like an eternity, Pedro finally looked up and spoke. "If I don't agree, will you hand those incriminating documents over to the police?" "Mr. Wilkie, the moment you asked that question, you already knew the answer," Damon replied. Pedro took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Damon. "Fine. I agree.

But if Drake discovers this, the Wilkie Group and Prospectus Technology will go down together." It was a no-win situation. If he didn't agree, Damon would expose everything, and the Wilkie Group would crumble. However, agreeing risked Drake discovering the betrayal, which would also spell doom for his company. Damon's expression remained steady. "Mr. Wilkie, rest assured. If you help me take Drake down, I'll hand over every piece of evidence I have against the Wilkie Group once it's over." "Fine. I'll do it," Pedro answered. "Glad to have your cooperation," Damon said with a smile.

After Pedro left, Damon's smile turned icy. This was Pedro's last chance. If he didn't play his cards right and sided with Drake again, the Wilkie Group wouldn't deserve to survive. Not long after, Spencer knocked on Damon's office door and walked in. "Mr. Sumner, these are the companies that have had dealings with Drake. A few of them also have deep collaborations with Prospectus Technology." Damon scanned the list, his expression serious. "Find alternative suppliers for those companies. Look outside the city if necessary, and be ready to terminate our contracts with them.

"Also, launch investigations into these companies. I want a full report within three days. If any of them are involved in illegal activities, pick one to make an example of." Spencer nodded. "Understood." ... Pedro had just returned home when the butler approached him. "Mr. Wilkie, Mr. Mummery is here." His face darkened. "I see." In the living room, Drake was seated on the couch, swirling a glass of red wine in his hand. He looked as relaxed as if he were at home. Pedro frowned but suppressed his irritation. Pushing down his displeasure, he walked over and sat across from Drake.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit today, Mr. Mummery?" Drake chuckled, setting down his glass. His gaze sharpened as he looked at the old man. "Mr. Wilkie, I'll be straightforward. What did Damon want when he called Damon you to Prospectus Technology today?" Despite Drake's probing, Pedro remained calm. With years of experience weathering storms, he showed no sign of guilt. "He questioned why the Wilkie Group cut ties with Prospectus Technology.

Then he claimed they were short on supplies and wanted to buy from us at a premium to keep their production lines running." "Is that all?" Drake's gaze turned icy, clearly doubting that Damon would call Pedro over for something so trivial. Pedro huffed. "That's all. If you don't believe me, you're welcome to ask him yourself." Seeing the annoyance flash across Pedro's face, Drake smirked. "Of course, it's not about trust, Mr. Wilde Jjust wanted to avoid any Misunderstandings that might hurt our collaboration. I hope you can appreciate that." Pedro snorted. "Mr.

Mummery, if I recall, our 'collaboration' began with you threatening me, not an agreement."