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Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 1063
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Chapter 1063 Nyla looked up and saw the deep sadness in Damon's eyes, which caused a sharp pang in her chest.

She reached out and hugged him, whispering, "Yes, as long as the three of us are together, we'll be okay." The two held each other in silence, as if thad frozen in that moment.

After a while, a knock cat the door.

Damon released Nyla and called out, "Cin." Spencer entered and reported, "Mr. Sumner, the employees' salaries and severance pay have been disbursed. They'll pack their things and leave by tonight. The shareholders have also taken their shares and left." As he spoke, his eyes reddened. He had never imagined the company he'd worked at for so many years would one day face bankruptcy.

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If it weren't for Henry leaking so much confidential data, Prospectus Technology wouldn't have ended up like this. Damon, looking weary, pinched the bridge of his nose. "Got it. You should also collect your pay and severance and then leave." The company was bankrupt, and he no longer needed a secretary.

Spencer shook his head. "Mr. Sumner, I don't need it. Over the years, the salary and bonuses you've givenhave been more than enough forto buy a hand live comfortably." In fact, with a bit of frugality, he could nearly achieve financial independence.

Damon frowned. "What you're owed, you'll get every cent. Go collect your pay." Spencer wanted to refuse again, but Nyla spoke first. "Mr. Hogg, just follow what he says." Under her steady gaze, Spencer hesitated before nodding. "Alright, Ms. Kinsey, I understand." "Good. Please give us a moment alone," Nyla replied.

Spencer didn't say another word. He gave Damon a long look before leaving.

When only Damon and Nyla remained in the office, she walked to his side and said gently, "You've been working non-stop for year's without a real break. Now's the perfect tto rest.

"Once you've recovered, whether you want to start over or pursue something else, I'll be here to support you. Don't worry-you still haveand Buddy." Hearing the comfort in her words, Damon smiled. "Don't worry about me. I won't do anything reckless." If it were just him, he might have considered giving up. But now, he couldn't afford to be selfish. He had Nyla and Mason to think about. If he left, what would happen to them? "Mm," Nyla hummed in response.

The two of them stayed in the office for a long time.

By the tthey left, the Prospectus Technology building, once bustling and brightly lit, now had only a few scattered lights on.

After getting into the car, Damon told the driver, "Take a loop around Prospectus Technology."

He wanted one last look at the company he had built from the m ground up. After filing for bankruptcy, this place would no longer belong to him. As the black Maybach circled the Prospectus Technology building, Damon's eyes turned faintly red as he gazed at it.

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From nothing, Prospectus Technology had grown to employ tens of thousands, built through a decade of relentless effort from him and his team.

After today, the company would cease to exist.

Seeing the redness in Damon's eyes, Nyla felt a sting in her heart. Shen turned her head blinking back her own tears. She knew Damon was hurting more than anyone. Besides staying by his side, however, there was nothing she could do to ease his pain.

For the first time, she hated her own helplessness. If only she could have done more, maybe she could have helped him.

When they returned to the villa, Damon told Nyla in a low veice, \"Nyla, I want to spend stalone in the study. Don't callfor dinner."