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Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 1128
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Chapter 1128 On the drive back, Drake glanced at his assistant, Anna Randolph, who was sitting in the front seat. "What's Alexander's current status?" "Mr. Mummery, Mr. Kinsey has been meeting with clients these past two days. Aside from that, he's been staying at his hotel and hasn't done anything unusual," Anna reported.

"That's it?" Drake frowned, sensing there was more to Alexander's return.

He suspected it had something to do with Nyla. After all, Edward was on shaky ground, and internal chaos was imminent.

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"Should we assign more people to keep an eye on him?" Anna asked.

"No. Increasing surveillance might tip him off," Drake replied. "Understood. Are we heading back to the hotel now?" Anna asked.

Drake let out a cold laugh. "No. We're going to the Genge residence." Not long after arriving at the Genges', Bruce returned with Tom in tow.

Drake lounged on the couch, his posture relaxed as he watched Tom with an amused expression.

On the other hand, Tom was visibly trembling with fear.

He had made the wrong bet.

He'd thought Damon could protect him for at least three days, giving him enough tto switch identities and flee the country. But now, he realized how naive and foolish he'd been.

Seeing Tom's stunned expression, Drake chuckled and took a sip of coffee from the table.

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He grimaced slightly. "The coffee here is terrible, but I suppose it'll have to do. It's not like Meristate, after all." Perhaps realizing his fate, Tom found scourage and shouted, "Mr. Mummery! Do whatever you want to me, but I won't help you anymore!" He'd had enough after all these years. He'd rather see the Genge Group collapse than be Drake's puppet.

Drake raised an eyebrow. "Who said I was going to kill you? This is a lawful society. Killing you would landin prison." Tom let out a bitter laugh. "Then what do you want from me?" "I just want to know what you told Damon," Drake replied.

"Everything," Tom spat. "Whatever you think I told him, I did. If you want to know more, ask him yourself!" Drake's tone remained casual. "Why bother asking him when I can hear it from you?" At his signal, Bruce's men dragged a woman into the living room.

When Tom saw that it was Valarie, his eyes widened, and he glared at Drake. "If you dare harm her, I won't let you get away with it!" "What happens to her depends on you," Drake said calmly. "Cooperate, and I might consider letting both you and the Genge Group go. After all, the Genge Group is of no real use to me" In Drake's eyes, the survival of the Genge Group was a mere whim.

Tom's face went ashen, his heart pounding in panic. "How can I trust you're telling the truth? What if you go back on your word after I tell you everything?"