Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 944

Not long after, Brandon arrived.

Nyla was in the living room playing with Mason. Brandon greeted them briefly before heading straight for the study to meet Damon. "Uncle Damon, why did you call me over?" Brandon asked.

Damon glanced at him and asked, "How's the situation with your fight with Tom? Have you handled it?"

Damon sat at his desk, and though he was seated, Brandon immediately felt an unprecedented pressure as soon as their eyes met.

His smile faltered, and he stiffly replied, "It's still being handled. I hired some online trolls, and now there's a lot of criticism about Tom online."

Damon's gaze hardened. "Stop wasting time on that. Deal with the disloyal partners at the Sumner Group as soon as possible. And keep an eye on Charlotte. She might be working with the Genge Group."

Brandon listened attentively at first, but then couldn't help but exclaim, "No way! Does Charlotte really not know that Tom is targeting both the Sumner Group and Prospectus Technology? Is she out of her mind?" "I don't know. Just keep an eye on it," Damon replied.

"Got it," Brandon answered, though he still couldn't believe Charlotte would actually work with Tom.

He planned to confront her about it after he left. Now that Tom was targeting the Sumner Group, the Sumners had to stick together.

him off. "Nothing else.

"Oh. Alright..." Brandon replied.

Damon's villa, Brandon immediately called Charlotte. "Charlotte, I heard from Uncle Damon that you're going

voice echoed. "It's true. What's wrong? Since Uncle Damon won't help me, I have

are you talking about? Wait for me I'm coming

up and immediately got in his car, speeding

At the Genge residence...

sat across from Tom. "Mr. Genge, I've done what you asked.

sip of his wine. "Don't rush, Mr.

Mr. Genge. I did what you asked, but

into trouble, ever belongs to

I was behind it.

Summer

a scapegoat-I'll be in a worse situation," Karter replied, frustration

was obvious, and he shot Tom an unhappy look. "Don't be so impatient," Tom

for what?" Karter asked, narrowing his