All Chapters of Trading My Ex for His Uncle: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

Nyla didn't think much of Clark's sudden appearance. After all, they had cut all ties the moment they divorced, and there would be no relationship between them moving forward.The car sped into a villa neighborhood, where rows of birch trees lined the streets, creating a vibrant green landscape.Ten minutes later, they stopped in front of a villa.The driver got out and opened the door for Nyla. "Ms. Kinsey, this way."As Nyla and Mason stepped out, she noticed the look of resistance on Mason's face as he stared at the villa. He had a good memory and clearly recalled being locked up here by Damon.Just as Nyla was about to walk inside, she felt Mason gently tug at her hand. Looking down, she saw the panic in his big eyes, and her heart sank."Buddy, what's wrong?" she asked."Mommy, you said you would take me home! Why are we here? Are you really going to leave me?" Mason asked, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at her with a hurt expression.Nyla's heart softened, and

Damon paused in his tracks. "No, set another place for me."Lydia nodded. "Got it! I'll go call Ms. Kinsey and Mr. Mason down for lunch.""Alright," Damon replied.As Nyla and Mason came downstairs, she was surprised to see Damon sitting at the head of the table. "Good afternoon, Mr. Sumner."Since they had agreed to stop clashing, the atmosphere between them had softened significantly."Good afternoon," Damon replied.After placing Mason in a chair, Nyla planned to feed him first before eating herself.Noticing this, Lydia stepped forward and said, "Ms. Kinsey, let me feed Mr. Mason. You go ahead and eat."Seeing Nyla hesitate, Lydia added with a smile, "I've trained to take care of children, so I won't make any mistakes."Nyla didn't mean to imply that she didn't trust Lydia—she just felt a bit embarrassed about having someone else care for her child.Just then, Damon's deep voice broke in. "Let Lydia feed him.""Okay, Lydia, I'll leave it to you," Nyla said."No trouble

The air hung heavy for a moment before Damon's previously cold expression softened."I'll pay more attention in the future," he said, quickly heading toward his study.Nyla casually diverted her gaze and gently spoke to Mason. "Don't be afraid, Buddy. Your dad was just in a bad mood. He won't hurt you."Mason nodded. "Okay.""Let's continue eating," Nyla said.Meanwhile, Damon's phone rang as soon as he stepped into the study."Mr. Sumner, Stephen met with someone from Prestige Corp. tonight," Luca reported.A week earlier, Luca had discovered that Stephen Ketchum had been in contact with Prestige Corp. and had immediately informed Damon.Stephen was the director of the technology department at Prospectus Technology and had been involved in many significant research projects.If Prestige Corp. managed to poach him, it would not only be a substantial loss for Prospectus Technology but could also jeopardize the company's development.Damon lowered his gaze, an icy look in his e

Mason looked sadly at the barbecue rib that had fallen on the floor, his face filled with regret.Nyla glanced toward the kitchen door and said coolly, "Buddy wants to eat the dishes I make. Mr. Sumner, you probably already had dinner, right?"Damon's gaze hardened. Was Nyla implying that she didn't want him to have dinner with them? For some reason, that thought made him feel uncomfortable.After a moment of silence, he replied coldly, "I've already eaten. I still have work to do, so I'll head back to the study."Nyla nodded. "Okay."As Damon turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of Nyla gently serving Mason another piece of rib, both of them smiling.Damon scowled, a heavy tension enveloping the entire living room.Once Nyla heard Damon's footsteps fade away, she let out a sigh of relief. She had genuinely feared he would say he hadn't eaten. She didn't want to have dinner with him, especially not to share her cooking.…After dinner, as Nyla prepared to take Mason upstairs,

Oliver looked at Nyla, wanting to ask if she could truly harden her heart against Damon.After a moment of thought, however, he held back his words. He hoped she had genuinely lost all feelings for Damon.…It was late into the night when Nyla finally returned to the villa.As she walked into the living room, she was surprised to see Damon still sitting on the sofa."Mr. Sumner, why aren't you asleep yet?" she asked.Damon turned to her, his gaze dark and intense, almost tangible. "So you do know it's quite late, Ms. Kinsey."Picking up the sarcasm in his tone, Nyla frowned. "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Sumner, you don't really have the right to question my personal affairs.""I don't have that right, of course. I just hope you remember that you're a mother now. Even if you're going out with a man, you should at least consider the time."Buddy has been waiting for you for quite a while. He was just put to sleep half an hour ago by Lydia," Damon shot back.The realization that Ma