Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 922

"Understood. As for Ms. Wilkie..." Shane inquired.

"Go ahead with the signing as usual," Gabriel replied. "Got it," Shane answered.

After ending the call, Gabriel's expression turned icy.

If Nyla had never returned, he might have spent the rest of his life with Jane for Wilhelm's sake. But now that Nyla was back, Jane had become nothing more than an obstacle-one that needed to be removed. As for Wilhelm, Gabriel was confident he would quickly accept Nyla as his new mother.

When Gabriel's secretary entered after a knock, he couldn't help but comment on the rare sight of Gabriel's smile, "Mr. Hackett, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Gabriel, known for his stoic demeanor and unapproachable aura, rarely displayed his emotions openly.

"Not bad," he replied casually.

"These are the quarterly financial reports for the company. Please review them when you have time," the secretary said, handing him a file.

Gabriel accepted it with a nod. "Alright. You can go."

After the secretary left, he flipped through the report.

The company's value was steadily increasing, with no issues of concern. Satisfied, he set the file aside and turned his attention to other documents requiring his signature.

then, his phone rang

The number was unfamiliar.

had access to his private line,

papers down, he picked up.

steady voice responded. "Mr. Hackett, this is Tom Genge. Do you have time to meet? I'd like to discuss a

an eyebrow. "Mr. Genge, as far as I know, the Genge Group doesn't operate in the gaming industry. If you're

chuckle came from the

asked, "Aren't you worried I might tell your wife that you still have feelings

a pause, his tone grew icy. "Mr. Genge, I'd advise you not to make baseless

you like me

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information on the Wilkie Group to prove my point?" Tom's voice remained calm, almost amused, as though he were discussing O

grip on the phone tightened, his

"Where?" he asked tersely.

and provided an

An hour later....

entered a private room at

Tom sat alone, greeting him with a faint smile,

sat down coldly across

want?" he

smile widened. "I want Prospectus Technology, and you want Nyla. I believe