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

Chapter 1113 It was Percy's secretary who had said that the Watson Group would be in crisis if they offended Drake. That was why Percy had refused to work with Prospectus Technology. Now? They hadn't offended Drake, but they had offended Damon. If they had to offend someone, he'd rather it be Drake. Percy had worked with Damon for years. He knew Damon wasn't the type to push people to their breaking point. As for Drake, Percy had investigated him-he was a ruthless man. People who had worked with Drake had all suffered. Yet, no one dared retaliate because Drake was supported by the Nixons.

Associating with someone like that would be dangerous. Percy's gaze shifted to the window, his expression grim. He couldn't shake the feeling that the tides were turning in Saintornia. In the days that followed, executives from companies that had severed ties with Prospectus Technology flooded Spencer's phone with calls, all begging for a meeting with Damon. No matter how persistent they were, Spencer always gave the same reply-Damon wouldn't see them. On Monday morning, Percy arrived at Damon's office bright and early with the contract in hand. "Mr.

Guinness, you're here early," Damon remarked with a trace of surprise. Percy's smile was awkward. "Yes, Mr. Sumner. I brought the contract. If everything looks good, we can sign it now." Damon took the contract, skimmed it for about ten minutes, then nodded. "No issues. Let's sign." Once the paperwork was complete, Damon handed one copy back to Percy. "Mr. Guinness, here's to a successful partnership." "Likewise, Mr. Sumner. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave," Percy said, excusing himself. Damon nodded.

"Our procurement manager will coordinate with your team this afternoon." "Understood," Percy replied. ... As Percy left the building, he was immediately surrounded by familiar faces other company heads who had once worked with Prospectus Technology and later turned against it due to Drake. "Mr. Guinness, can you help us out? Put in a good word for us with Mr. Sumner?" "That's right! We've been longtime collaborators. Please, we're desperate our businesses can't take much more of this." "We know we were in the wrong, but doesn't this seem like overkill? Mr.

Sumner is cutting off all our paths!" Percy sighed. "It's not that I don't want to help you, but I can't. I've barely managed to resolve my own issues. You'll have to fend for yourselves." Ignoring their pleas, Percy got into his car and drove away. Through the rearview mirror he saw the once-proud business leaders left shivering in the cold outside Prospectus Technology's doors. Percy sighed. It was a good thing he'd acted early. If he'd waited any longer, he'd be standing there with them.

As Percy's car disappeared, the group outside Prospectus Technology's building descended into anxious discussion. "What do we do now?" "Are we really going to watch our companies go under?" "This is insane! We only refused to work with Prospectus Technology, and now Mr. Sumner is actively buying out our partners and forcing us to come crawling back!" They had previously refused to sell their products to Damon, only for those products to accumulate in the warehouse after Damon acquired the companies that had worked closely with them. They had to stap production, incurring millions in losses.

Their complaints carried a note of despair. Finally, someone broke the silence. "M-Maybe we should turn to Mr. Mummery?"