Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 125

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
by Sage Hunter Lane

As Clark made his way back into the familiar confines of the company, a wave of tension washed over him. He could sense the storm brewing as several irate shareholders stormed into his office, their faces twisted with frustration and indignation.

“Mr. Sumner, what on earth is happening with Prospectus Technology?” one of them barked, his voice rising with each syllable. “I just had a conversation with their manager, and he informed me that they have decided not to continue their partnership with the Sumner Group. You were the one who brokered this deal, which means you bear the full weight of this responsibility!”

The gravity of the situation loomed large over Clark. Losing the Prospectus Technology contract would lead to a staggering loss of at least 100 million dollars. This financial blow would be compounded by the previous setbacks with Gen Pharma and the Rainford Group, both of which had unraveled due to Nyla’s missteps. The shareholders’ dissatisfaction with Clark had reached a boiling point, and he could feel the weight of their collective anger pressing down on him.

Taking a deep breath, Clark raised his gaze to meet theirs, noting the fury etched on their faces. He spoke in a measured tone, trying to project calm amidst the chaos. “Please, let’s not panic. I will investigate this matter thoroughly and provide you with a detailed explanation shortly. In the meantime, I suggest you return to your work.”

“No way! You need to call Damon right here, in front of us, or we simply cannot trust you!” one of the shareholders shot back, his voice laced with disbelief.

Clark’s expression hardened as he turned his cold gaze toward Jason Dinsmore, a shareholder who held a modest 3% stake in the company. While Jason’s shares may not have held significant weight, his grandfather had been a cornerstone during the company’s formative years. This legacy gave Jason a sense of entitlement, often leading him to speak with an air of superiority.

On any other day, Clark might have brushed off Jason’s arrogance. But today, his patience was thin, and Jason’s timing felt like a deliberate provocation.

A smirk crept onto Clark’s lips, a hint of sarcasm lacing his words. “Mr. Dinsmore, if you’re in such a rush to speak with Damon, why don’t you take it upon yourself to make the call? I would gladly step aside and let you take the reins as CEO if that’s what you desire.”

Jason’s face darkened, irritation flaring in his eyes. “Mr. Sumner, I am not equipped to be the CEO. But if this issue isn’t resolved swiftly, are you really going to let Mr. Richard swoop in once again to clean up your mess?”

Clark’s expression turned icy, his eyes narrowing to slits as he regarded Jason with a dangerous glimmer.

Unfazed by the tension in the air, Jason continued, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “You’re nearing thirty, Clark. When I was your age, I was already collaborating with Mr. Richard to build this company from the ground up. Yet here you are, still needing him to rescue you. It’s downright embarrassing!”

As Jason’s words hung heavily in the air, he failed to notice the other shareholders exchanging uneasy glances, their expressions pleading for him to stop. Once he finished his tirade, a thick silence enveloped the room, amplifying the tension.

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