Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 1100

Gabriel's face was grim, and he didn't speak.

The conference room fell silent, the only sound the faint, heavy breathing of those present.

"Enough. I understand. For now, take care of the backlog of files on my desk. I'll handle the PR situation. I won't let Nyce Tech collapse!" he announced.

His words did little to inspire confidence. The shareholders still looked deeply uncertain.

From Gabriel's expression, it was clear the allegations of stealing Prospectus Technology's core technology were true.

No wonder. That was how they had managed to release the Galaxy chip so quickly.

If Prospectus Technology had solid evidence, just the charge of stealing data related to their chip's development would be enough to bankrupt Nyce Tech entirely. Even selling the company wouldn't cover the damages.

"Understood..." the shareholders chorused.

Upon seeing their grimaces, Gabriel's expression darkened further. He waved them off impatiently. "Alright, that's it. You can all leave."

The shareholders filed out one by one, leaving the conference room empty except for Gabriel.

for a long time before finally rising and heading

was short-he had to make the

he immediately called for his secretary. "Find out how much liquid capital Nyce

minutes later, the secretary returned with the numbers. "Mr. Hackett, Nyce Tech currently has 79,300,000

his voice cold. "Transfer all of it

the secretary a slip of paper with a string of numbers that looked

the paper, his fingers trembling slightly. "Mr. Hackett, if we move all the liquid funds, the company won't

as I say. I'll handle the company,"

nodded. "Understood, Mr. Hackett. I'll take care of it right

overseas, asking them to prepare a helicopter for

the current state of Nyce Tech, it was clear that Prospectus Technology wouldn't let

Damon had submitted was enough to keep

or two. He had to leave before the police came

just one more thing he had to do before he

darkened further, his eyes

...

holding a document. "Mr. Sumner, I've just received word

paused mid-signature and looked up. "Where did he