Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 870

Nathaniel frowned when he didn't see Rebecca in the living room and called for a maid. "Where's Rebecca?"

Seeing his scowl, the maid quickly bowed her head, too fearful to meet his gaze. "Mr. Preston, Mrs. Preston said she couldn't sleep and went for a walk in the garden. She didn't take anyone with her." Nathaniel said nothing more and strode out the door.

In the garden's pavilion, Rebecca was on the phone with Sullivan.

"Sullivan, when are you going to take action? I don't have time to waste!" she hissed.

Dim streetlights cast eerie shadows across her face.

"Ms. Austen, opportunities don't come easily, and I've been injured recently. There's no chance to do anything," Sullivan replied.

His casual tone enraged Rebecca, and she growled, "Sullivan, I helped save your dad before, and I can cut off his medical expenses any time I want. I won't support a loser. If Nyla is still safe after a week, I won't pay a single penny to the hospital!" With what Sullivan earned, he couldn't possibly afford the exorbitant post-surgery recovery costs for his father.

Without her, how could he still sit comfortably as the drug research manager at Prospectus Technology?

money but failing to do her bidding?

was silence on the line for a moment before Sullivan finally replied, "Alright,

my deadline!" Rebecca warned before

when she abruptly locked eyes with Nathaniel's cold stare. Her face went pale with fright. "N-Nathaniel... when did you get

at her coldly. "Who were

tightened her grip on her phone. "N-No one.

who borrowed some money. I told him

back

quickly..."

Nathaniel scrutinized

you don't believe me, you can call back

interested. I came to find you for another reason."

were abroad, you knew someone

moment the words left his lips, Rebecca's face turned ashen, and she trembled uncontrollably. "I... I don't know him... Why are you

that I can accurately say the name means I already have information about your past interactions with him while you were abroad. You better think