Trading My Ex for His Uncle



"Are you sure you didn't push Harrison?" Gabriel asked.

Meeting his questioning gaze, Wren frowned. "No, I told you already, didn't I? You don't believe me?"

During their struggle, Harrison had simply fallen by accident. She had already been questioned multiple times by the police. Now, after finally leaving the station, she had to deal with her son's doubts.

Not seeing any signs of dishonesty, Gabriel started the car and coldly said, "I'll take you home."

Gabriel dropped Wren off at the entrance. Before she could step out of the car, his icy voice came again. "Apart from apologizing, don't ever go to Harrison again. If you need money, I'll give it to you."

Wren paused with her hand on the door, her expression shifting.

After a long silence, she replied, "This is my business. You don't need to worry about it."

Her words completely ignited Gabriel's anger, and the temperature in the car dropped significantly.

"Every time you go shopping, you spend more than what the demolition compensation from Harrison's apartment would give you. Why do you keep going back to him?" he demanded.

Wren froze, her face darkening.

"It's none of your business," she replied and pushed the car door open, preparing to leave.

Gabriel's cold voice came from behind, heavy with warning. "Since you chose to divorce him and marry into a wealthy family, there's no turning back. Don't make things worse. The Wilkies won't go easy on you."

A wealthy family like the Wilkies wouldn't show mercy to a woman who had been married three times and wasn't loyal to her husband.noveldrama

Although Gabriel could protect Wren, he didn't want her to return to Harrison. If that happened, it would ruin his chances with Nyla.

"I know what I'm doing. You don't need to remind me," Wren said, slamming the car door and turning to walk into the villa.

Since Wren married Jane's uncle,

opportunities for her to meet Gabriel had become fewer. They mostly saw each other at major Wilkie events, and even then, there was little to discuss.

After Wren disappeared from view, Gabriel drove away.

Nyla received a call from Ruby while on her way home with Damon.

"Nyla, there's an issue with some data in the lab, and it looks like we'll need to stay late to redo it," Ruby said.

Nyla asked which data set was problematic and, after thinking for a moment, replied, "Alright, I'll head there soon."

Once the call ended, she noticed the displeased look on Damon's face beside her.

She turned to him, meeting his slightly cold gaze, and instinctively asked, "What's wrong?"

"You're already exhausted. The most important thing now is to go home and rest, not go back to the lab to work on experiments," Damon replied.

"That data set is urgent. If we don't

fix it, it will delay the next

experiments. Plus, I'm staying late to keep the drug development on track. As the boss, shouldn't you be happy seeing your employees working overtime?" Nyla asked.

"I don't encourage employees working overtime. If they can't finish their work during regular hours and need to stay late, they aren't the right fit for Prospectus Technology," Damon stated flatly.

His expression was cold, his words blunt.

Nyla raised an eyebrow. "So... does this mean you're going to fire me, Mr. Sumner?"

"You're not an employee of Prospectus Technology, so I have no authority to fire you," he replied.

Seeing his still grim expression, Nyla leaned in and kissed his cheek.