Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 525

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"Buddy, Uncle Oliver is always so kind to you. He would never hurt you, and I would never let anyone harm you either. No matter what, you are the most important person in my life," Nyla reassured.

Mason's once-downcast eyes lit up. "Even more important than Uncle Oliver?"

"Of course. No matter who I'm with, you'll always be my number one," Nyla replied.

Mason hugged her tightly. "I love you the most too, Mom."

Nyla gently patted his back, sensing he had noticed the changes between her and Oliver and felt insecure. As smart as Mason was, he was still almost five years old. Without a father figure growing up, it was natural for him to be more sensitive than other children. Nyla silently vowed to spend more time with him, ensuring he felt secure.

After getting Mason to sleep, Nyla returned to the living room, intending to read for a bit. Just then, her phone rang. It was Edgar.

"Nyla, Mr. Sumner's secretary reached out today. They're planning a seminar for their company's R&D team and asked if you could share some of your experience. I've already agreed on your behalf. They' pick you up from the lab at noon this Friday," Edgar informed her. Nyla pressed her lips together. Seeing Damon again, she knew it would be hard to avoid future encounters.

rekindle anything. Since he didn't remember her, running into him

I understand," she

was unable to focus. Her biggest fear now was that Damon might one day

she set the book down and took a deep breath, trying to calm

emotional attachment to Damon, so even if Damon tried to claim him, it wouldn't

night, finally falling asleep just before dawn. Even then, her dreams were haunted by the fear that Damon had discovered Mason's existence and secretly taken him, hiding him somewhere she couldn't find. The nightmare startled her

lunch

Mr. Sumner's secretary. Mr. Sumner asked me to pick you up. I'm downstairs

Mr. Fleming. I'll be down

"No rush," Luca said.

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Chapter 525

quickly gathering her things, Nyla headed downstairs. From a distance, she could already see the parked black Maybach, its license plate a sequence of Impressive numbers. Luca stood

in, she noticed the