All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Jack's POV The news that Anna Shaw had spent several hours at Murphy Estate spread through Skyview City's business circles with astonishing speed. umors in this city grew wings, particularly when they involved the Shaws and the Murphys. I sat in the grand living room of the Simpson mansion, watching my mother's face settle into that familiar expression of contempt that seemed permanently etched there whenever Anna's name was mentioned. "Phillip told me himself he has no interest in Skylake District," my mother declared, her voice dripping with schadenfreude as she delicately stirred her tea. "Can you believe the audacity of that woman? Going to the Murphy family for help? Who does she think she is?" Her laugh was brittle, lacking any genuine humor. I remained silent, watching the steam rise from my untouched coffee on the table between us. "Jack." My father's authoritative voice yanked me back to reality. "Your uncle Phillip might not care about Skylake, but don't forget, there'

Anna's POV "Not possible. Skylake District project belongs to the Simpson family. You'll see tomorrow. Going against the Simpson family? You have absolutely no chance of winning." Jack's cold snort accompanied his words, his eyes filled with unwavering certainty. My heart sank. This wasn't the answer I wanted to hear, but it precisely confirmed his serious attitude. I had intended to test him—if he had easily agreed, he would have just been placating me. But his refusal actually convinced me that he was serious about both Skylake District and me. This sincerity irritated me to no end. I stepped away from him, the cool night air a welcome relief against my heated skin. "Good night, Mr. Simpson. I'll see you at dinner tomorrow." Inside, I leaned against the door, exhaling slowly. Jack Simpson was the last complication I needed right now. His sudden change of heart was as unwelcome as it was suspicious. After everything we'd been through, did he honestly think he could waltz b

Anna's POV "Are you alright, Ms. Shaw?" Rachel asked softly as we walked to the car, her concern evident in her voice. I nodded curtly, "I'm fine." Sean had already left, taking a taxi home after the dinner. Rachel opened the car door for me as we reached the vehicle. "Where to, Ms. Shaw? Goldenleaf Manor?" "Sapphire Sky Hotel," I decided, settling into the backseat. "I need some time to think." The drive provided a welcome reprieve, allowing me to gather my thoughts. I had known going up against Simpson Group would be challenging, but tonight had confirmed just how ruthless they were prepared to be. George Simpson had made it abundantly clear: either I cooperated with Simpson Group, or Shaw Corp would face the consequences. The implied threat wasn't subtle cross us, and we'll ensure no one in Skyview City does business with you again. I gazed out at the city lights, weighing my options. Shaw Corp wasn't large enough to develop Skylake District alone that much was true. B

Anna's POV I quickly poured myself a glass of water to calm my nerves, feeling my heart about to leap out of my chest. In my mind, Marcus Murphy had always embodied stability, reliability, and integrity—an uncle I could trust without question. But now, his meaning-laden gaze and ambiguous words stirred unprecedented unease within me, a sense of disillusionment washing over me. "Uncle Marcus, what are you saying? I don't understand." I struggled to maintain my composure, forcing a smile while desperately changing the subject. "By the way, this restaurant's signature dish is really exceptional. You should definitely try more of it." Marcus simply smiled without responding, his gaze seeming to penetrate my facade. I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes. "I'll be sure to savor it," he finally replied, his deep voice tinged with amusement. His stare made my entire body tingle uncomfortably, as if I stood exposed before him. I endured the discomfort, barely finishing my meal before

Anna's POV I watched Samuel's face carefully as I leaned slightly forward, my voice deliberately casual despite the weight of my words. "Simpson Group wants to secure Skylake District, which isn't particularly difficult for them. But Mr.Griffin, what you may not know is that there's a historic building in Skylake that belongs to a private owner. For Simpson Group to develop Skylake, they must first resolve the issue of this building." I intentionally left my words hanging, noting with satisfaction how Samuel's eyes sparked with interest. He set down his glass slowly, studying me with newfound attention. "And this building is significant because...?" he prompted, his tone still dismissive but his body language betraying his curiosity. "Whoever controls that historic property essentially controls the development rights to the most valuable section of Skylake District," I explained, taking a small sip of water to ease my still-burning throat. Samuel glanced at Logan, then back at m