Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Mason hadn't expected his master to say they'd meet in person soon.

"Of course. Have I ever lied to you?" the young man replied.

"No!" Mason chirped.

After hanging up the phone, the thought of meeting his master lifted Mason's spirits. He jumped off the toilet, phone in hand, and walked out of the bathroom.

Back in his room, a knock came at the door.

"Buddy, are you in there? Can you open the door? Daddy wants to talk to you," Damon said.

Hearing Damon's gentle voice, Mason hesitated briefly but eventually opened the door.

"Daddy, if you're here to ask about my master like Mommy, I'm not going to tell you," he stated.

Damon smiled, reaching out to pat Mason's head. "Don't worry. I'm not going to ask. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to. Mommy and I talked earlier, and she won't press you on it anymore either. She was just worried, that's all."

"My master wouldn't hurt me!" Mason defended.

"I know, Buddy. Mommy's just concerned about you. She already feels bad about how she acted earlier and wants to apologize. Would you be willing to forgive her?" Damon asked.

After a moment's thought, Mason nodded. "Okay. I'll forgive Mommy."

"Great. Let's go downstairs so she can apologize to you properly, alright?" Damon suggested.

Mason nodded.

Damon held Mason's hand and led him downstairs. True to his word, Nyla apologized as soon as they reached the living room.

"Buddy, I'm so sorry for being so harsh earlier. I was just really worried about you. Don't be mad at me. I promise I won't ask you about it again, okay?" Nyla said.noveldrama

"Okay, Mommy. I'm not mad anymore," Mason answered.

"That's my good boy! Now, why don't you keep building with your blocks? Daddy and I will stay here and play with you," Nyla suggested.

The three of them played with blocks together until around 9:00 p.m. Then Nyla took Mason upstairs for his bath and bedtime routine.

Once Mason was out of sight, Nyla turned to Damon. "We can't use the money in Buddy's account to save Prospectus Technology now. Does this mean there's really no way to stop the company from going bankrupt?"

Damon nodded. "That's right."

Biting her lip, she hesitated before speaking Then... what if you used the money in Buddy's account for now? Save Prospectus Technology first. When things stabilize, we can pay it back later." en FindNovel

Damon was silent for a moment before responding in a low voice. "Let's wait a little longer. I want to figure out who transferred that money to Buddy before deciding how to use it."

"Why are you being so stubborn? By the time they finish investigating, Prospectus Technology might already be bankrupt!

"We have this money now-just use it, and we'll deal with everything else afterward," Nyla urged.

Seeing him still reluctant, she

pressed further, "Think about it. As

long as Prospectus Technology stands, you'll have the power to protect Buddy and me, to stand against Gabriel. But if Prospectus Technology goes under..."

The mention of Gabriel sent a wave of disgust through Nyla.

"Let me think about it, Nyla," Damon replied.

The reason he didn't want to use the money was his concern that Mason would

be impacted if there were any issues later on.

However, Nyla was also right. He could only protect them if Prospectus Technology remained.

If there were issues with that money and Prospectus Technology went bankrupt

as well, he wouldn't be able to protect them.

Nyla reminded him gently, "Okay, think about it. But we don't have much time. Prospectus Technology is already preparing to file for bankruptcy."

Damon nodded. "I know. You go on to bed. I still have some work to finish in the study."