Trading My Ex for His Uncle

What was Spencer up to with his investigation into Nyla and his private meeting with Oliver? The thought of the Raynor Group trying to snatch the amusement park project made Damon’s expression harden.

Was Spencer betraying him? No, that didn’t make sense.

Over the years, many had tried to pry Prospectus Technology’s secrets from Spencer, but none had succeeded.

There was no way Spencer would betray him.

Besides, Spencer had been looking into Nyla before this. There had to be some other reason.

After a moment of contemplation, Damon called Luca.

“Mr. Sumner, how may I assist?” Luca’s voice was tense.

Damon’s late–night calls usually meant something was wrong. It had happened enough times that Luca had grown anxious whenever Damon called him after hours.

“You’re close with Spencer. Have you noticed anything off about him lately?” Damon asked.

Luca hesitated, recalling Spencer’s earlier inquiry about a photo. Should he tell Damon? He suspected that Nyla’s child might be Damon’s, given Spence seemed unlikely, considering how Damon and Nyla behaved around each other.

While he was still debating, Damon’s patience wore thin. “Speak.”

Luca bit his lip, deciding to hold back his suspicions. “I haven’t noticed anything strange about Spencer.”

“What did he say to you before you left for Saintornia?” Damon pressed.

“Uh… nothing much. He just briefed me on some work stuff,” Luca answered.

“There are cameras outside the CEO’s office. Are you sure you want me to pull the footage to get the truth?” Damon’s voice was icy, sending a shiver down Luca’s spine. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Luca knew better than to cross Damon.

With a resigned sigh, Luca confessed, “Spencer asked me if a child in a photo was Ms. Kinsey’s.”

Damon’s eyes widened in surprise. “What does he want to know about Nyla’s child?”

Luca fell silent, unsure whether to share his hunch.

“Luca, you’ve been with me for years. You should know my patience is limited,” Damon warned.

Taking a deep breath, Luca replied, “Mr. Sumner, at the amusement park that day, I saw the child’s profile before he put on the mask… He looks almost exactly like you.”

Silence fell on the other end of the line, and Luca’s heart raced. He wasn’t afraid of Damon’s anger, but the sudden quiet was unsettling– usually a bad sign.

After a tense few seconds, just as Luca was about to ask if everything was okay, the call abruptly ended. Listening to the busy signal, Luca didn’t dare ca reasoning that if

Damon couldn’t reach him, he could claim his battery had died.

After hanging up, Damon immediately redialed the earller number. “Get a photo of Nyla’s child, and do it quickly.”

He set down his phone and walked over to the window The reflection in the glass showed his cold, inscrutable face.

The next morning, Nyla hurried to the lab after dropping Mason off at school. She was in such a rush that she didn’t notice Mason emerge from the scho

Mason flagged down a taxi and got in. Once inside, he gave the driver the address for the Prospectus

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Technology branch and pulled out his phone to navigate, cranking the volume up to the max.