Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Soon after, Nyla dismissed the idea of marrying Oliver just to prevent Damon from taking Mason. It wouldn’t be fair to Oliver at all.

No matter what, she refused to hand Mason over to Damon,

In the following days, Damon did not appear before Nyla again. Rather than feeling relieved, her mood grew heavier.

On Friday, as the workday came to a close, Nyla had a premonition and felt increasingly restless.

Her anxiety peaked when she received a call from Pauline, who informed her that Mason was not at kindergarten and that he had been picked up by his father.

Nyla was

was taken aback. She forced herself to stay calm, replying, “I understand. You go home first. I know where he is.”

After hanging up, her hands trembled as she dialed Damon’s number.

She called several times, but he deliberately ignored her. Gritting her teeth, she continued to try.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he answered.

“What is it?” Damon asked.

“Damon, where have you taken Buddy?! Bring him back immediately, or I’ll call the police!” Nyla warned.

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before Damon’s cold voice came through. “Ventaly,

Unit 1.”

He hung up after that.

Nyla grabbed her bag and instructed her assistant to finish up the experiments. She rushed to Ventaly.

Ventaly was a high– end residential area in Capitarnia, designed to resemble picturesque water towns, complete with exquisite architecture and winding waterways. It unfolde

Despite the scenery, Nyla had no time to appreciate it as she hurried toward Unit 1.

The front door was open, clearly awaiting her arrival.

Taking a deep breath, she strode inside.

The villa’s minimalist black–and–white decor was striking. Upon entering, she saw only Damon sitting in

the living room.

She glared at him coldly. “Damon, where’s Buddy?!”

Damon looked up at her, his eyes devoid of warmth. “Ms. Kinsey, please have a seat.”

“I asked you where Buddy is! Don’t make me call the palice!” Nyla warned.

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Fuming. Nyla sat down across from him. “What do you want?!”

Seeing her take a seat, Damon pushed a file across the table to her. “First, take a look at this document. Once you sign it, I’ll arrange for you to see Bud

As she picked up the file and read “Voluntary Relinquishment of Custody,” her fury erupted. She tore the agreement to shreds and flung the pieces at Da

The sharp edge of the paper grazed Damon’s face, leaving a small cut from which blood began to seep. He wiped the blood away, his gaze icy as he sta

“Ms. Kinsey, if you’re unhappy with any of the terms or feel the compensation isn’t enough, we can discuss it further. But I will not relinquish Buddy’s cus

Nyla laughed in anger. “What right do you have to fight this with me? What have you done for Buddy over the years?”