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Chapter 996 After Gabriel stormed out, Tim couldn't hold back his laughter. "Haha, Gabriel's expression just now was priceless. I was going to leave him hanging, but he insisted on throwing money at me. He really set himself up for failure." Damon didn't comment. Tim finally stopped laughing and cleared his throat. "You've got an evening flight to catch, right? Let's handle the contract now." Damon walked over and sat across from him, pulling out the contract.

"I've already marked the sections that need revisions." Tim took the document, reviewed the highlighted parts, and immediately called his assistant to revise them. Once corrected, the updated version was printed, signed, and stamped. By the time everything was finalized, over an hour had passed. Satisfied, Damon tucked one copy into his bag and stood up. "If any issues come up, let me know." Tim nodded. "Sure." As Damon reached the door, he paused and turned to Tim. "By the way, Gabriel doesn't let things slide. You outmaneuvered him this time, but he'll try to retaliate.

Be careful." Tim smirked, unfazed. "Don't worry. I've got it under control." Damon nodded and left. ... By the time Damon landed back in Saintornia, it was past midnight. Instead of heading home, he went straight to Prospectus Technology. The top floor of the building was brightly lit despite the late hour. Inside the conference room, every board member was waiting for Damon to return and start the meeting. He walked in without pause, diving straight into discussions. By the time the meeting ended, it was almost 3:30 a.m.

Rubbing his temples to ease the pounding in his head, Damon asked Spencer to review the next day's schedule one more time. "Mr. Sumner, why don't you sleep first? It's not too late to review it tomorrow morning," Spencer suggested. "Let's do it now. I'm going back to the villa later," Damon explained. Spencer frowned. "It's nearly 4:00 a.m. now. From here to your villa and back is almost a two-hour round trip, and you've got a meeting at 8:00 a.m." "I'll rest in the car," Damon replied curtly. He hadn't had time to call or video chat with Nyla or Mason for days.

Knowing he'd be busy tomorrow as well, he was determined to see them now, even if it meant losing sleep. Spencer hesitated before making a suggestion, Mr. Sumner, why not rest now? I'll pick up Ms. Kinsey and Mr. Mason in the morning, or have them in you for lunch at work if you keep this up, your body won't hold out." After a moment's thought, Damon nodded. "Fine. Let's finalize the schedule first." Once Spencer finished reporting the next day's itinerary, he noticed Damon had dozed off in his chair. Spencer sighed softly.

Over the past few weeks, Damon had been surviving on barely three or four hours of sleep each night. The man's resilience was remarkable but exhaustion was clearly catching up to him. Without waking Damon, Spencer fetched a blanket and gently draped it over him. He then reclined his chair and turned off the lights before quietly leaving the room. ... At 7:00 a.m., Spencer woke Damon. "Mr. Sumner, here's the briefing for your 8:00a.m. meeting. At 10:000 a.m., the R&D manager will present their preliminary findings on the Longbow Company machine failure," he reported.

Damon skimmed the document and nodded. "Got it." Afterward, he freshened up in his office's private washroom. When he walked out, he was surprised to see Nyla and Mason sitting on the office couch.