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

Chapter 1117 Drake's ultimate target was Nyla. If Prospectus Technology fell, no one could protect her or Mason. The companies that had sided with Drake acted out of self-interest, but they now regretted their decisions. Damon could gain significant strength by reestablishing cooperation with them. Of course, Valarie had her own motives. She wanted to repay Summer Coates for saving her life and hoped to restore their collaboration. "Whether or not she can stay out of it, talking to her won't help. Stop dragging her into this," Brandon said.

"Brandon, who are you to order me around?" Valarie retorted. Pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration, Brandon replied, "Can you stop being unreasonable? I'm not threatening you. I'm reminding you. Don't forget the Weir Group avoided bankruptcy only because of my uncle." Valarie laughed coldly. "You're right. He did save the Weir Group, and I'm grateful. But that doesn't mean he can interfere in everything I do." Without giving him a chance to respond, she hung up. When Brandon tried calling again, he found she had blocked him.

Taking a deep breath, he set his phone aside and headed back to the meeting. ... Still angry, Valarie blocked Brandon on every platform. Just as she prepared to start her car, her phone rang again. Seeing it was Summer, she suppressed her irritation and answered. "Valarie, how did it go? Did Ms. Kinsey agree to help?" Summer asked. Valarie was silent for a moment before replying softly, "Summer, I'm sorry. I don't think I can help you anymore." Damon already knew she had approached Nyla. Judging by his reaction, he wasn't likely to reconsider working with those companies.

There was a pause before Summer's disappointed voice came through "It's okay. I'm already grateful you tried. I ask my dad to figure something else out let's meet for dinner soon." "Dinner can wait. I didn't really help you. Focus on your family's issues for now," Valarie replied. "Alright. Once things settle down, I'll treat you to a meal," Summer said. "Deal." After hanging up, Valarie sighed and drove off. That evening, Damon returned home. During dinner, Nyla hesitated before asking what he thought about her earlier suggestion. Damon raised an eyebrow.

"Nyla, no work talk during meals." "As your wife, I'm asking out of concern for your work. It's not just business," Nyla countered. Hearing that, Damon couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, then. Let me report to my wife've decided follow your advice and work with them again." Nyla frowned. "Damon, I hope you've carefully thought this through and made the best decision for the company, not just to appease me." "I understand. My decision is based on ye company's interests. Even if you hadn't called me, would ve chosen to work with them again," he answered.