Upgrading My Ex to His Uncle Chapter 1268

When George arrived, Emerald wasted no time. "George, Brian is heading south. You're going with him."

Surprised, George asked, "Ms. Kinsey, what is Mr. Nixon going there for?"

"The land we bought in the south fell through. We need to find a new one. Brian doesn't know the players down there, so I need you to guide him.

"Do not provoke anyone. If you haven't found the right property within two weeks, come back immediately," Emerald instructed.

George nodded. "Understood. I'll start preparing now."

"I'll have tickets booked for you both for tomorrow morning," Emerald said.

"Got it, Ms. Kinsey," George replied.

After George left, Brian returned to his room to pack. He and George headed to the airport after lunch.

...

When Nyla arrived at the office that afternoon, Jenny approached her. "Ms. Kinsey, these are the design drafts from the team. Let me know if any of them match your vision. If not, I'll have them redone."

Taking the stack of drafts, Nyla nodded. "Alright, I'll review them shortly."

Back in her office, she flipped through the designs, selected the one she liked best, and called Jenny in. "I like this one. Let's proceed with this design for the office renovation."

Jenny looked over the draft and nodded. "Understood, Ms. Kinsey. The renovation will take about two weeks, so in the meantime, you'll need to use the small conference room as your temporary office."

"That's fine. Should I move now?" Nyla asked.

"If it's convenient, yes. The workers will be coming this afternoon to take measurements," Jenny explained.

"Alright, I don't have much to move. I'll relocate now," Nyla replied.

Jenny led her to the conference room, which, despite its name, was more like a compact office. It had everything she needed.

Jenny placed a stack of documents on the desk and said, "Ms. Kinsey, I apologize for the inconvenience."

"It's no problem. Do I have anything else scheduled for today besides reviewing these files?" Nyla asked.

Jenny paused, thinking for a moment, then answered, "No other tasks for now."

"Alright," Nyla replied.

"I'll leave you to it, then. If you need anything, just call me," Jenny reminded her.

After Jenny left, Nyla flipped through the documents. They were all minor contracts—not particularly important. She set them aside.

…

The afternoon passed quickly, and soon, it was time to leave.

Just as Nyla was about to pack up, a commotion erupted outside.

"Mr. Hiett, Ms. Kinsey is busy working. You can't go in!" Jenny's voice was anxious.

A second later, the door burst open with a loud bang. A man stormed in, his face contorted with fury.

He had white hair and piercing blue eyes, and he looked downright menacing.

Marching up to Nyla's desk, he slammed his hand down hard and demanded, "Emerald really transferred all her shares to you?!"

Nyla remained calm. "And you are?"

Jenny quickly intervened, "Mr. Hiett, if you have any issues, you should be speaking with Ms. Emerald directly."