Trading My Ex for His Uncle



"What?" Nyla exclaimed.

She pushed Oliver away, scrambled to her feet, and rushed toward Mason's room.

The door stood open, revealing a complete mess inside.

Nyla widened her eyes as she quickly searched for any sign

of Mason but found nothing. A wave of panic washed over her, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.

As she turned to run out the door, Oliver quickly grabbed her arm. "Nyla, calm down. I've already called the

police and sent my team to look for Buddy. Trust me, we'll find him soon. You don't even know where to start looking for him.....”

Nyla shook off his hand and continued toward the door, her face devoid of emotion.

Oliver blocked her path, his voice firm for the first time. "Nyla, I can't let you leave. If Buddy is still missing and you run into trouble, I will never forgive Nyla glared at him coldly. "Let me through!"

"No! Capitarnia is enormous. Where are you going to look for Buddy? You need to calm down," Oliver coaxed.

"I am calm! I don't want to stay here. If I just do nothing, it will only make my suffering worse," Nyla pleaded.

Thinking of Mason being taken away and in danger, she felt as if her heart were being ripped apart, the pain making it hard to breathe.

Oliver grasped her shoulders, speaking in a serious tone. "I know you're hurting right now, but the more upset you are, the more

you need to force yourself to stay calm. Think carefully: Did you see what those intruders looked like?"

Nyla forced herself to recall

the scene but quickly shook her head. "I don't remember. When I saw the door open, I turned to run to the living room. I only got a few steps before I w

Oliver nodded and shared his theory. "While you were unconscious, the police came. Nothing was stolen from the house, and

aside from being knocked out, you weren't harmed. This rules out revenge or burglary as motives.

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"They only took Buddy, which means that was their main goal. The person who most wants to take Buddy away from you is Damon, so..."

Nyla's head snapped up. "Are you saying those people were sent by Damon?"

"I just think it's a possibility. If Damon's people are the ones who took him, at least we won't have to worry about Buddy's safety. He is Buddy's biological father and won't harm him," Oliver analyzed

As soon as he finished speaking, Nyla gritted her teeth. “It has to be him!"

She pushed past Oliver and hurried to the living room to grab her phone, dialing Damon's number.

The phone rang a few times before he answered. "What's going on?"

Every word Nyla spoke came

through clenched teeth. "Dam

where did you take Buddy? Give him back to me right now! Otherwise, I won't let you off!"

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before he replied coldly, "I don't understand what you're saying."

Nyla scoffed. "Are you really pretending not to understand? Using such despicable tactics to take Buddy away from me-you're not a man at all!"

"Nyla, I told you, I have nothing to do with Buddy's situation," Damon replied.

"Nothing to do with it? If you really

had nothing to do with it, then why weren't you worried when you heard

uddy was missing? Why didn't you

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even ask how he went missing?" Nyla demanded.

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After several seconds, Damon's voice came through. "I really didn't have anything to do with it, but you can rest assured he's safe."

"You finally admitted it! If it really wasn't you, how do you know he's safe right now?!" Nyla questioned.