Chapter 510
Trading My Ex for His Uncle
âMr. Damonâ¦â Spencer called out.
The moment Damon turned around, Spencerâs steps faltered.
The look in Damonâs eyes was completely different from the blank, lifeless gaze he had after Nylaâs fall into the ocean.
Now, his eyes were cold and distant, reminiscent of the ruthless and decisive CEO of Prospectus Technology from before.
It was clear that Richardâs hypnosis had worked.
âWhatâs the matter?â Damon asked.
Richard sat across from Damon, his gaze fixed darkly on Spencer. He planned to handle any inappropriate remarks from Spencer privately if necessary.
Spencer stood still, his eyes lowered, and remained silent.
Compared to the emotionless Damon he had encountered after Nylaâs death, Spencer found this version of Damon to be preferable.
For the living, perhaps forgetting was indeed the better option.
As Spencer remained silent, Damon frowned slightly.
Richardâs expression darkened, and he signaled to Frank beside him. If Spencer mentioned Nyla in front of Damon, his men would take him away immed Spencer finally looked up at Damon and said calmly, âMr. Damon, I just wanted to remind you that thereâs an important meeting this afternoon at 3:00 p.m âGot it. Wait outside for me. Weâll return to the office in ten minutes,â Damon replied.
âUnderstood, Mr. Damon,â Spencer answered.
After Spencer left, Damon turned to Richard. âIâll consider taking over the Sumner Group, but Prospectus Technology remains my top priority.â
Richard nodded. âAlright. Take your time to think about it.â
Damon stood up. âIâll head back then.â
As Damon left the Sumner residence and got into the car, he turned to Spencer and asked, âWhile I was in a coma from the car accident, did anything important happen at the company?â
Just before leaving the residence, a maid informed Spencer that Richardâs explanation for Damonâs memory loss was a coma resulting from a car accide he was instructed to keep quiet about it.
Spencer paused for a moment before replying, âThe company has been operating normally. Nothing major has happened.â
âAlright,â Damon replied.
With that terse response, he fell silent, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes to rest.
Seeing Damon revert to his old self, Spencer felt as though he were witnessing a scene from another lifetime.
Everything seemed the same, but no one would ever mention Nyla in front of Damon again, and he would never remember that he once loved her.
Five years laterâ¦
In Hall 1 of the Capitarnia International Conference Center, a woman in a light green suit with wavy hair stood on stage holding a microphone. She was presenting her recent research findings with a smile.
f The audience was packed, with the front rows filled with prominent figures from both domestic and international pharmaceutical research.
After presenting her findings, the room erupted in enthusiastic applause.
Once Nyla Kinsey left the stage, she checked the time and quickly began packing up.
âCaroline, I need to pick up Buddy soon, so I might miss tonightâs celebration banquet. Can you please let Professor Kington know?â Nyla asked.
Caroline looked at her with some resignation. âTonightâs event is mainly to celebrate your breakthrough with the Alzheimerâs drug.
âYouâre the star of the show, and Professor Kington mentioned that an important investor will be attending. You know the drug best. Donât you think you should introduce it to the investor?â
Nyla answered swiftly, âYouâve been involved in the research too, so you can handle it. And you know I donât like these kinds of events. Iâm running out of time. I need to go. Bye!â