Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

If Richard really let Clark return to the Sumner Group, who knew? It might just go bankrupt one day.

"You can go now. There's no need for you to come here anymore. Your affairs are no longer my concern, and I won't deal with you again," Richard said.

Clark's eyes flashed with panic as he realized that Richard was truly disappointed in him. He quickly crawled forward and grabbed Richard's leg.

"Grandpa, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me this once. I promise I'll listen to everything you say from now on," he pleaded.

Richard looked down at him, his gaze void of emotion. "I've given you too many chances, and you've never appreciated them. From now on, you're on your own. Whatever you do, you'll have to face the consequences yourself." With that, he turned and left.

Clark tried to chase after him, but the service staff stopped him. "Please leave, Mr. Clark."

"Get out of my way!" Clark's voice was commanding, but the service staff didn't budge.

As Damon stood to leave, he passed by Clark and warned coldly, "I suggest you stop with your schemes. Otherwise, you might even lose the companies your father left you."

Clark turned his head, his eyes bloodshot. "If you dare touch my companies, I'll make sure to take you down with me, even if it kills me!"

Damon sneered. "I'm not interested in your companies. I can't be bothered."

ending if he crossed the wrong people without the Sumners to back him up. Grand Azure hadn't killed him this time partly because they feared the Sumners. After Damon left, the service staff escorted

at the gate for several hours before fainting from exhaustion, but

already dark. The lights at the entrance of the Sumner residence were

he knelt here until he died, Richard

cold as he stood

a black Land Rover pulled up in front of

a smirk as he took in Clark's disheveled

end up like this?" he asked, his tone dripping with

the satisfaction in

gritted his

you're not even fit to be CEO of the

you back into the Sumner Group. Focus on running the two little companies Uncle

Clark snarled, "Just wait!"

an eyebrow, still smiling. "I've got dinner with Grandpa and a report on my

gate. The

and anger as he watched Brandon disappear behind the slowly

he didn't try to follow.