Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Seeing Mason's fawning expression, the man couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, stop sucking up. You didn't recognize me for so long. What's the deal? Has my charm faded, or have you just forgotten all about your master?"

"You were wearing a mask and a hat, and you pulled me straight out of that hiding spot. I was terrified, thinking you were a bad guy. How could I possibly know it was you?" Mason countered.

The man raised an eyebrow. "So this is my fault, huh?"

"Of course not!" Mason switched to full flattery mode, reaching up to massage the man's shoulders with a wide grin. "Master, you're the best-looking, the most amazing! Just next time, don't cover yourself up like that. It was scary-I thought I was being kidnapped!"

"Alright, go sit back down," the man instructed.

Instead of returning to his original seat, Mason slid into the spot right next to the man, looking up at him with wide, admiring eyes. "Master, how did you even know I got kidnapped? And how did you find me and rescue me so quickly? You're incredible! The coolest ever!"

"I put a tracker in that smartwatch I gave you. It gives me your exact location," the man replied.noveldrama

"Ohhh... but the watch got smashed," Mason complained.

"Even if it's broken, the tracker still works. I'll get you a new one soon," the man reassured him.

Mason nodded eagerly. "Okay, thanks, Master. Oh, by the way... I want to call my mom so she doesn't worry about me."

"No need to rush. Once we're done eating, I'll take you home myself," the man promised.

"Alright then," Mason agreed easily.

Spencer had been tracking the mysterious man from the moment he got off the plane, piecing together his movements.

He immediately called Damon. "Mr. Sumner, we've got a lead. The man who took Mr. Mason is named Alexander Kinsey. He flew into town today and doesn't appear to be connected to Gabriel.

"He's at a high-end restaurant named Luar with Mr. Mason right now."

Damon frowned. Why would someone bring Mason to such a place?

"Got it," he replied, ending the call and turning to Nyla. "We've located Buddy. Let's head over now."

When they arrived at the restaurant, Alexander and Mason had just finished their meal and were stepping outside.

Spotting Damon and Nyla, Mason's eyes lit up with excitement. He ran straight toward them. "Daddy! Mommy! You're here to pick me up?"

Nyla bent down to scoop Mason into a tight embrace, tears streaming down her face.

From the moment Mason had gone.

missing, her heart had been on edge, gripped by the fear of hearing the

worst. Now, here he was, safe in her arms.

Sensing his mother's anxiety, Mason wrapped his arms around her. "Don't cry, Mommy. I'm okay."

Nyla took a shaky breath, wiped her tears, and forced a smile as she released him. "I'm so sorry, Buddy. It's Mommy's fault. I promise this will never happen again."

Mason had probably been terrified when Gabriel kidnapped him.

Seeing his mother's red, swollen eyes, Mason felt a pang of sadness. He gently touched her face. "Don't cry, Mommy."

"Alright, I won't. Mommy will listen to you." Despite Nyla's words, her tears kept falling.

Beside them, Damon, now assured of Mason's safety, shifted his icy gaze to Alexander, who stood casually on the restaurant steps.

"Mr. Kinsey, thank you for rescuing my son. But I'd like to know why you didn't contact us right away and instead brought him here forca meal.

"More importantly, how did you even know Buddy had been kidnapped? How did

you find him so quickly and get him out of there?" Damon asked.