Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)

Clark quickly pressed the call button next to Richard's hospital bed.

A nurse rushed in to check on Richard's condition and immediately ushered everyone out of the room, placing him on a breathing machine.

Outside the hospital room, Clark glared at Victor Owen. "Mr. Owen, you've come to watch the Sumner family's misfortune long enough. My grandfather has fainted because of your provocation. Can you please leave now?!"

Seeing Clark's angry glare, Victor chuckled. "I didn't come to witness the Sumner family's joke. I came to remind your grandfather not to dig his own grave while still living. It would ruin his entire life's work."

Clark scoffed. "This is the Sumner family's business. It's not your place to meddle!"

Victor shrugged, remaining unfazed. He simply shook his head and said, "You're nowhere near as capable as Damon."

With that, he left.

Clark stared at Victor's retreating figure, anger flashing in his eyes as he clenched his fists at his sides.

Everyone said he was inferior to Damon. He would prove them wrong-he was no weaker than Damon!

...

After several hours on the breathing machine, Richard finally regained consciousness.

The nurse cautioned Clark that no one should provoke Richard again, or his condition could worsen.

Clark nodded grimly. "Understood."

Before long, Cyrus and Cindy rushed in, both looking anxious.

Cyrus frowned at Clark and snapped, "Clark, do you have any idea what's going on online? People are bashing you!

"Several shareholders from the Sumner Group are even privately discussing pulling out their shares if you take over the company!" Clark's face darkened.

He pulled Cyrus outside the room and asked, "Dad, how much money do you have on hand right now?"

"About seven to eight million dollars. Why?" Cyrus replied.

Clark took a deep breath and said, "I need you to give me that money. I'm going to buy the shares from them." A flicker of hesitation crossed Cyrus' eyes.

He asked doubtfully, "Are you sure? That amount might only get us about 1% of the shares. It won't do much..."

Moreover, that was all he had available. If he gave it all to Clark and he couldn't take over the Sumner Group, it would be a wasted effort.

Noticing Cyrus' reluctance, Clark

spoke softly. "Dad, think about it. Ever since Grandpa fainted, neither Damon nor Brandon has bothered to check on him. Surely, Grandpa can see their true colors now."

He then declared, "In the future, his entire inheritance will definitely go to us. A few million now is nothing. Just help me out this once, and I promise to pay you back!"

After some consideration, Cyrus finally agreed. "Fine. I'll transfer the money to you shortly."

"Don't worry. I'll pay you back tenfold!" Clark promised.

As Cyrus looked at him, he hesitated to speak. He had reviewed Clark's past mistakes in Damon's

statement. Anyone with a bit of business sense wouldn't have made those errors, but Clark had made

every one of them.

This showed he wasn't cut out for managing a company.

If Damon were his real brother, Cyrus would have stopped Clark from competing with him for the company. However, he didn't want to see the Sumner Group fall into the hands of someone outside the family!

Lost in thought, Cyrus failed to notice the flicker of malice in Clark's eyes.

Before long, Cyrus transferred the money from his bank account to Clark.