Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

The lawyer beside Gabriel quickly began negotiating the compensation with Prospectus Technology's legal representative.

Once they agreed on the amount, the Prospectus Technology lawyer returned to the company to inform Damon.

Damon's expression remained cold. "He can afford to pay hundreds of millions?"

Previously, Damon had investigated Gabriel and discovered that he was merely a researcher for a pharmaceutical company in Meristate. Regardless of his capabilities, it was unlikely he had accumulated such a fortune in just a few years. The lawyer handed Damon a check. "Mr. Sumner, this is the check Gabriel has issued."

Damon glanced at the check with a cold stare.

Clearly, he had underestimated Gabriel. The fact that Gabriel could issue a check for hundreds of millions indicated there were aspects about him Damon had not yet discovered.

"I understand. You may leave now," Damon said dismissively.

After returning the check to the lawyer, Damon's demeanor reverted to its usual indifference.

"Mr. Sumner, should we continue with the lawsuit against Gabriel?" the lawyer inquired.

Damon's expression hardened, and his voice became low and frosty. "Since he has provided compensation, we'll proceed according to the process."

As the CEO of Prospectus Technology, Damon had to prioritize the company's interests.

crossed a personal line, and he was not

lawyer nodded. "Understood. Contelligence is also inclined to settle with

fair price," Damon

it," the lawyer

picked up his phone from the desk, walked

five times before it was

"What's up?" Nyla asked.

down at the busy streets below and spoke in a low voice. "Gabriel was able to pay the compensation, so he might avoid prison time. I'm sorry." There was a brief silence on the other end before Nyla's distant voice replied, "I understand. So, the data leak no longer involves me,

tone

completed my resignation process before this

J'll come by the office to collect my things tomorrow. If you're available tomorrow night, I'd like to invite you to dinner,"

QUMS

tightened involuntarily. After tomorrow night's dinner, he would

hoarsely, "Let me know

the restaurant soon. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up

"Okay," Damon answered.

bitter as he stared at

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