Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 800

Damon looked at Nathaniel coldly and asked, "How do you know this?"

"Recently, Rebecca has been making secret calls behind my back. I checked her call records, and they mostly came from abroad," Nathaniel explained, his expression indifferent, as if discussing something that didn't concern him. The office fell silent as Damon's eyes narrowed, weighing the trustworthiness of Nathaniel's words.

Feeling anxious, Nathaniel hurriedly added, "As long as you give me this project, I'll keep an eye on Rebecca's every move and report back to you daily."

"Nathaniel, Rebecca is your wife and the woman you've loved for so many years. Are you sure what you're saying is credible?" Damon asked.

Seeing the doubt and coldness in Damon's eyes, Nathaniel quickly replied, "I haven't been in love with Rebecca for a long time now. If it weren't for you forcing me to marry her five years ago, she wouldn't even be alive today!" Damon's gaze turned even colder at Nathaniel's desperate attempt to distance himself from Rebecca. "Just leave. I don't need you to keep an eye on Rebecca either."

"What about the project..." Nathaniel probed, his eyes flickering with desire as they landed on the documents on the table.

Damon withdrew his hand and said with a straight face, "You can take it, but I don't want anyone to know about your visit to Prospectus Technology today."

"Don't worry. I won't mention it to anyone," Nathaniel promised.

Damon did not respond and flipped open other documents, clearly signaling that it was time for Nathaniel to go.

quickly took the contract and left in

down the files, a complex emotion crossing his

with Nathaniel-they often shared similar thoughts. However, ever since Rebecca returned to the country, they had grown further apart, leading

people she's been in contact with abroad. I want a

was investigating

for Rebecca, if she

she would have found a way to

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party's intentions, Damon would not allow them

documents tightened, his knuckles turning white as an intimidating chill

...

the top floor to find

in a meeting and doesn't know when it will end. He asked you to have lunch first and

nodded. "Okay,

to continue working. If you need anything, just message or

was clear that Spencer was busy. He rushed off to the meeting room as soon as Nyla