All Chapters of Trading My Ex for His Uncle: Chapter 901 - Chapter 910

While showering, Damon was surprisingly well-behaved.Nyla thought he had turned over a new leaf and relaxed a bit.Yet when they returned to the bedroom, she had just finished drying her hair, ready to sleep, when he approached her.Before she could refuse, his lips were on hers, and his hands pried hers open, forcing their fingers to intertwine.The night was cool like water, and Nyla felt as if she were being swept by the tides—sometimes washed up on a dry beach, other times pulled toward the deep sea.…Nyla woke up late the next morning.She glanced at her phone, which read 8:08 a.m., and hurriedly got up, quickly washing and changing.Within ten minutes, she was downstairs.Damon and Mason were sitting at the dining table having breakfast.When Mason saw Nyla, he put down his glass of milk and said in a sweet voice, "Good morning, Mommy.""Good morning." Nyla kissed his cheek and wiped off the milk stains with a napkin before sitting down beside him.Damon looked at h

After hesitating for a while, Ruby walked over to Nyla's desk."Nyla, I'm not dating him. I only agreed to have lunch with him because he got hurt while trying to help me," Ruby said.Seeing Ruby's cautious expression, Nyla sighed. "Ruby, I just think Sullivan's not a good person, which is why I warned you."You don't have to be afraid I'll be upset about your interactions with him. I won't interfere with who you associate with, and I don't have the right to do that."Ruby finally relaxed, seeing that Nyla didn't seem upset. "Okay. Don't worry. I know what to do."Nyla nodded. "Then go get ready for the experiment.""Alright," Ruby replied.…Time flew by while they worked on the experiments. Before long, the morning had passed.At lunchtime, Sullivan stood waiting outside the lab for Ruby.Ruby finished packing her notes and turned to leave. Her expression was calm as she said, "Let's go."Sullivan walked beside her, speaking softly. "Was the experiment tiring?""It was fi

Damon's gaze turned icy as he asked, "Did he meet with Buddy?""Tom went under the guise of donating a building to the kindergarten. We're still unclear if he met with Mr. Mason," Spencer replied."Don't bother investigating further. Just keep an eye on him. He'll likely be in contact with someone overseas soon," Damon instructed.He ended the call and paused for a moment, then decided to remain where he was for now.Tom and Drake were both operating in the shadows.Falcon had already been compromised, so it couldn't provide any more information on Drake. Instead of staying on edge and trying to anticipate their next move, it might be better to wait and see what they would do next.Damon was certain that Tom's visit to the kindergarten was to obtain Mason's hair or something similar. After all, Mason was Nyla's child. If Tom couldn't get her hair, Mason's would suffice.…In the evening, Nyla and Damon went to the kindergarten to pick up Mason.They had dinner outside before D

Nathaniel could no longer seek revenge. Instead, he was here, begging Damon for help. His heart simmered with indignation and resentment. Like Rebecca, he loathed Damon.If it weren't for Damon, neither he nor Rebecca would have had to torment each other, and the Preston Group wouldn't have ended up in its current state.However, he knew well that he lacked the power to confront Damon. His only option was to ask for his help.Damon's indifferent gaze never wavered. He was unmoved, not a hint of empathy in his eyes. From the moment Nathaniel chose to assist Rebecca in scheming against Nyla, they were no longer friends."Back when you were helping Rebecca, you didn't seem to remember our friendship," Damon remarked coldly.Nathaniel stiffened, his face draining of color."D-Damon, I've regretted every day for the past five years. I was deceived by Rebecca, and by the time I realized the truth, it was too late..." Nathaniel stammered."You don't regret it," Damon retorted. "You jus

After knocking the maid out, Rebecca quickly stripped off the maid's clothes and put them on. She fixed her hair and left the basement.Luck was on her side—she didn't encounter any other maids on her way out.She hurried back to her room and grabbed her phone. The first thing she did was contact Drake.Since Nyla's fall into the sea five years ago, Drake hadn't contacted Rebecca.At first, Rebecca had felt relieved, thinking that he had let her go, and she had no intention of ever dealing with him again. Now, however, he was the only one who could save her.The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before it was finally picked up.Drake snickered. "Rebecca, you still have the guts to contact me? Seems like you want to die."If it hadn't been for Rebecca, his plan wouldn't have been delayed for five years.At first, he had been too busy, and Nyla had already fallen into the sea. It would have been too much trouble to go all the way abroad to capture Rebecca, so he had let h