Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Richard looked up at Damon, displeased. "Is this how you talk to your father?"

Damon's expression was tense, his eyes devoid of warmth. "My attitude toward you depends on your actions."

Richard scoffed. "Good! Very well! I really raised a fine son!"

"I'll ask you again. Where is Buddy right now?" Damon repeated.

"If you want to know, go look for him yourself," Richard replied.

Damon narrowed his eyes, speaking each word slowly. "Dad, you should know my patience is limited."

"Are you threatening me? What do you think you have to threaten me with?" Richard snapped.

"Not much. Just something in my possession that could destroy the Sumner Group," Damon said calmly. Richard's expression shifted dramatically as Damon raised an eyebrow. "Donald Dunlop from the board-he's your man, right?"

Over the years, despite Richard's official retreat from the company, he had maintained several spies within the Sumner Group.

Damon had identified them but hadn't bothered to remove them, as there had been no direct conflict with his father. Still, he was well aware of their co Richard's face paled. Donald was one of his most deeply embedded people in the company. It shocked him that Damon knew about Donald, let alone "Damon, I didn't think you were keeping tabs on me!" Richard exclaimed.

"If you hadn't sent people to take Buddy or deceived me, I would've pretended not to know," Damon replied coldly.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Richard gritted his teeth. "What do you understand?! I did it to protect you! Do you expect me to just sit back and watch you die? You were willing to th back then. If I hadn't found a way to make you forget her, do you think you'd still be here today?"

Damon was taken aback. Was he really willing to risk his life for Nyla? How could that be?

"All I want to know is where Buddy is," he said.

Richard took a deep breath, his voice lowering. "I can tell you, but only if you remove the people you've placed in the estate."

Damon considered for a moment, then nodded. "Fine."

Richard provided an address, and Damon immediately turned to leave.

Just as he reached the door, Richard's weary voice echoed behind him. "When you pick up that child, bring him back here. He's my grandson. I want to see whathe looks like."

Damon paused briefly but didn't respond. He simply opened the door and walked out.

Less than two hours later, Damon picked up Mason.

Upon seeing Damon, Mason's face twisted with anger.

"You bad guy! Why did you bring me here? Take me back to my momb hate you! I don't want to be with

you!" Mason growled, his small fists clenched tightly, ready to strike.

Damon frowned and instructed one of his men, "Take him back to the villa and keep an eye on him. Don't let him escape."

"I don't want to go to any villa! I want to be with my mom! I want my mom!" Mason yelled.

Before he could finish, someone picked him up and carried him toward the waiting car.

Mason struggled fiercely, but his strength was no match for an adult. He was soon shoved into the car and driven away.

Luca stepped forward. “Mr. Sumner, Ms. Kinsey is looking for Mr. Mason. Should we take him to-"

Before he could finish, Damon cut him off coldly, "No. It's not safe for Buddy to be around her right now.

We'll deal with that after this get

situation is resolved."

Since Mason had been taken directly from

Nyla by Richard's men, it was clear she couldn't protect him. Damon wouldn't let Mason remain in danger any longer.