All Chapters of My Ex’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me After Divorce: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Nathaniel called his secretary into the office and said coldly, "Contact Steven and have him prepare to attack Nyla."The secretary, Troy Cantrill, noticed the cracked screen of his phone on the floor and replied, "Understood, Mr. Preston. I'll handle it right away."He picked up the phone, left the office, and immediately ordered a new one to be delivered.…When Steven received the call, he was at a prenatal check-up with his girlfriend.Learning that he needed to attack Nyla, he hesitated. After all, Nathaniel had only instructed him to scare Nyla, not to harm her.Noticing Steven's hesitation, Troy said coldly, "Mr. Abney, do you think that money was easy to come by?"When Nathaniel first approached Steven, he was struggling to meet a request for 80,000 dollars from his girlfriend's parents. They had threatened to force her to have an abortion if he couldn't come up with the money.Nathaniel had found and given him 150,000 dollars to track and harass Nyla. Nathaniel had als

Hector sneered. "You certainly have the means to cover her compensation, Mr. Sumner."Damon looked at him and said slowly, "I'd cover her compensation—if she's actually responsible for this.""Who else could it be? The email was sent from her computer. That's a fact, isn't it?" Hector asked.If he weren't afraid of future retaliation from Damon, he'd almost accuse him of deliberately shielding Nyla."It was indeed sent from her computer, but there's no evidence of her communication with Contelligence," Damon replied."That email is evidence enough. What more do you need? Mr. Sumner, are you hesitating to pay?" Hector pressed.If the board were to be the fall guy, he would be the first to refuse!"Mr. Warner, today's meeting is to determine the exact compensation amount, not to discuss whether I'm willing to pay," Damon stated.Hector snorted and fell silent.After an hour of discussion, the agreed-upon compensation amount was 200,000,000 dollars.As the meeting ended, Hector

Gabriel smirked. "Don't worry. If you do as I say, your mother will be safe."Melody glared at him, her eyes filled with deep-seated hatred. "Gabriel, you're so untrustworthy! I was blind to have ever fallen for someone like you!"As she thought about how he had coerced her into borrowing 30,000 dollars from Nyla and wondered what other schemes he might have, Melody felt a wave of despair.Was there truly no way to expose his true nature?Gabriel looked down at her, showing no sympathy for the tear stains on her face. Instead, he found her tears annoying.He pinched her chin and said coldly, "Tomorrow morning, go to Prospectus Technology and report her. The 30,000 dollars she transferred to you tonight is your hush money."Melody's eyes widened in shock, and she shook her head. "No! I won't help you frame Nyla!"She finally understood the real purpose behind Gabriel's demand for the 30,000 dollars from Nyla. Trembling, she realized how dangerous this man was—he truly intended to

Melody stood frozen for a moment, stunned by Nyla's questions.After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Does it really matter? As long as you know I did it, isn't that enough?""Of course it matters. When the police come, they'll ask for these details too. If your answers don't match Contelligence's, it will be clear someone else is behind this," Nyla replied.If Contelligence had been interested in Prospectus Technology's research data from the start, they wouldn't have made it public. They'd know it would lead to a lawsuit. The fact that they released it meant they never intended to keep it. Their goal was simply to target Prospectus Technology.More importantly, Nyla had checked the security footage after growing suspicious of Melody. Melody had been delivering meals to her from the cafeteria every day, and the surveillance had never cut out. There had been no opportunity for her to drug Nyla's food or drink.Melody bit her lip and took a deep breath. "Then I'll answer those q

Nyla lowered her gaze to the soup bubbling in the pot and fell silent.The kitchen was quiet, save for the sound of Damon chopping vegetables and the faint hum of the range hood.When Damon finished slicing the potatoes, Nyla glanced at him. "You can go sit in the living room. I'll handle the rest."Their relationship wasn't the kind where they should be cooking together. Nyla was already starting to regret not turning him away at the door.Damon stared at her for a few seconds before nodding. "Alright."Once he left the kitchen, Nyla breathed a sigh of relief. She poured the soup into a bowl, quickly washed the pot, and began stir-frying the potatoes.About ten minutes later, she brought the dishes out, surprised to find Damon asleep on the sofa. She instinctively softened her footsteps.After setting the table, Nyla hesitated to wake him. In the end, she decided to give him another 30 minutes. If he was still asleep by then, she'd wake him.Fortunately, Damon woke on his own