Trading My Ex for His Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1111 - チャプター 1120

Nyla had calmed down by the time Damon arrived. Seeing him, she stood up and said, "Just now, Gabriel said some mysterious person took Buddy away."Damon turned to Luca, his tone sharp. "Have you found out who it was?"Luca shook his head. "Not yet, Mr. Sumner. The surveillance footage from the neighborhood entrance during that time has been deleted. We're still working on recovering it.""How long will it take to recover?" Damon pressed."We're not sure yet," Luca admitted.Damon's expression darkened, and the atmosphere grew tense. "Not sure? What does that mean? If you can't even recover a simple surveillance video, why are you still here?"Luca swallowed hard. He wasn't an expert in surveillance recovery, but he knew better than to say so.Bowing his head, he replied, "Yes, Mr. Sumner. I'll push them to work faster.""Get it done in an hour. And check the surrounding houses. Most people have security cameras these days. Take a team and see if anyone's footage captured the s

Seeing Mason's fawning expression, the man couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, stop sucking up. You didn't recognize me for so long. What's the deal? Has my charm faded, or have you just forgotten all about your master?""You were wearing a mask and a hat, and you pulled me straight out of that hiding spot. I was terrified, thinking you were a bad guy. How could I possibly know it was you?" Mason countered.The man raised an eyebrow. "So this is my fault, huh?""Of course not!" Mason switched to full flattery mode, reaching up to massage the man's shoulders with a wide grin. "Master, you're the best-looking, the most amazing! Just next time, don't cover yourself up like that. It was scary—I thought I was being kidnapped!""Alright, go sit back down," the man instructed.Instead of returning to his original seat, Mason slid into the spot right next to the man, looking up at him with wide, admiring eyes. "Master, how did you even know I got kidnapped? And how did you find me and re

Damon nodded. "Mm. I've already instructed Spencer to investigate Alexander's background. He landed this morning, barely spent any time at his hotel, and went directly to Gabriel's location."Not only that, but he somehow pinpointed exactly where Gabriel was keeping Buddy. I'm worried he might have ulterior motives for involving himself with Buddy."Nyla shared the same unease.Back in Capitarnia, Mason had never mentioned Alexander.Now, this man had suddenly appeared, and something about it didn't sit right. She couldn't shake the feeling that something bigger was at play."I'll keep a close eye on Buddy in the meantime," Nyla reassured him. "I won't let him have any further contact with that man. You focus on your work."Damon nodded. "Alright. Nyla, I know this is hard on you."Nyla shook her head gently. "The most important thing to me now is that the three of us stay together as a family. Everything else is secondary.""Mm." Damon hugged her briefly before heading to his

Damon chuckled. "As I said, you can buy them back at market value."Pedro's expression darkened. "Mr. Sumner, don't joke with me. You are well aware that the Wilkie Group doesn't have that kind of money right now. Name another condition—anything the Wilkie Group can do, and I'll agree to it!"For Pedro, saying this pushed his limits. If it weren't to eliminate future risks for Theo, he would never lower himself to negotiate like this with Damon.Damon looked at him, his tone calm but unyielding. "Mr. Wilkie, I'm not joking. I'm a businessman. I make deals to earn money. If there's no profit, why would I spend 7,000,000 dollars to buy the Wilkie Group shares from Ms. Wilkie? For fun?""I've already offered 8,000,000 dollars to buy back the shares. It's only been a few days, and you'd be making an easy 1,000,000 dollars. Isn't that a profit?" Pedro countered."Mr. Wilkie, do you take me for a fool? Even if I don't sell the shares back to you, I could sell them to anyone else for ten

Tom's face paled as he instinctively stepped back two paces. "M-Mr. Mummery, why are you..."Drake chuckled. "You mean, why am I here?"Tom didn't respond, but the slight tremble in his body betrayed his fear."Why I'm here isn't important," Drake said, strolling from the window to the sofa and taking a seat.His demeanor remained calm, yet his presence exuded a chilling menace. "What matters is this—what exactly did you and Damon discuss earlier?"He gestured to the seat across from him. "Relax, Tom. Sit."The casual tone did little to calm Tom, who swallowed nervously before seating himself opposite Drake."It was nothing much," he stammered. "I... I was discussing a potential partnership with Prospectus Technology. Once I gain their trust, I'll find a way to bring them down.""Really?" Drake's sharp eyes locked onto Tom's, a faint smile playing on his lips."Yes," Tom nodded quickly. "By the way, Mr. Mummery, what brings you back to the country? Something important?""Oh,