Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Avoiding eye contact with Damon, Clark lowered his head. "Uncle Damon, I realize I was wrong..."

Damon's anger morphed into a chuckle. "Realize you were wrong? Do you understand that what you did is a crime? You used Prospectus Technology's name to deceive other companies into signing contracts with yours. If this gets out, you could be taken to court!" He was astonished by Clark's audacity.

Clark, now genuinely terrified, looked up at Damon with fear. "Uncle Damon, I understand my mistake. When my dad handed over the company to me, the funds were nearly depleted. If I didn't secure partnerships with some major companies, the company would soon go bankrupt. "Please, just give me one chance. I promise I won't make the same mistake again!"

Upon seeing Clark's frightened and guilty demeanor, Damon's anger intensified. "Realizing your mistake doesn't excuse the fact that you committed it in the first place." The room fell into silence.

After a long pause, Clark finally looked up at Damon. "Uncle Damon, what do you want me to do to make this right? Do you really want me to beg?"

Before Damon could respond, his phone on the table rang. Seeing it was Rebecca, he moved aside to answer the call. "What is it?"

Noticing the coldness in his tone, Rebecca was disappointed. "Damon, I wanted to ask if you'll be coming home for dinner tonight. I'm making your favorite fish. Would you like that?"

"I'm not sure yet. Just take care of yourself. You don't

I don't want you to remember me only as someone frail. I want you to have some good memories of me," Rebecca said. Damon's patience was wearing thin, but he remembered her illness and softened his

grandfather about this. You need to resolve the issues with the companies you deceived on your own. I won't help you." Relief flashed in Clark's eyes. As long as Damon

to thank me. My decision not to

faltered, and he replied awkwardly, "I

seated on the sofa,

leaving now..."

Prospectus Technology that

Nyła, Damon still refused to help Clark in this situation. The more Clark thought about it, the more he loathed Damon.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

Richard, Clark tightened his grip on the phone and took a moment before

angry voice came through the