Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 486

Chapter 486

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered

"What's the matter?" Damon's voice was hoarse and indifferent, clearly indicating he was in a bad mood. Clark spoke coldly. "Uncle Damon, you know about Nyla's accident, right? Rebecca is likely behind it!" After a few seconds of silence, Damon asked, 'Do you have any evidence?"

"Hah!" Clark's tone was sarcastic. "Evidence? I looked into Jordyn's call records. Recently, she has been in contact multiple times with an employee from the Preston Group.

"On the day of Nyla's accident, they were in touch. Plus, Jordyn sent me a message with just one character-R-not too long ago. It's definitely related to Rebeccal"

As soon as he finished speaking, the call was abruptly ended.

Damon summoned Spencerto his office. "Look into whether Jordyn and Rebecca have been in contact recently. Also.. check on Nathaniel."

Spencer was visibly shocked but dared not ask questions or make comments, given Damon's icy demeanor. He quickly left.

After the office door closed, Damon sat with his head lowered. His presence was cold and oppressive, like a tightly wound spring ready to snap.

Less than half an hour later, Spencer rushed back in, looking flustered.

"Mr. Sumner... Ms. Jayston might still be alive!" he reported.

in his otherwise desolate gaze, He was like a parched traveler. spotting an oasis in

is she?!" he

"We haven't located her yet, but we've confirmed that Rebecca used Jordyn to target Ms. Jayston. I've sent someone to bring Rebecca here... and it seems

of Nathaniel caused the room to chill instantly, and Damon's oppressive

Rebecca was brought

sofa, his expression calm

that calm, though, she could sense a

""Damon..." Rebecca called out.

Nyla now?"

before she quickly shook her head. "Damon, what are you talking

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understand. Didn't Ms., Joyston have

Instead, he glanced at

to the two burly men guarding the door "Break

Rebecca, one carrying a baseball

went pale with fear, but she still clung to a

really have nothing to do with Ms.

she could finish her sentence, the baseball bat came down