Nyla pressed her lips together before replying softly, "Mr. Sumner, please come in."

Damon entered, holding Mason, and glanced at Oliver, who was standing in the middle of the living room.

"Mr. Raynor, I hope I'm not interrupting," he said.

Oliver met his gaze without hesitation. "Not at all."

Their eyes locked, and although both were smiling, the atmosphere felt tense, as if the air had thickened around them.

Nyla placed the watermelon on the table and broke the silence. "Mr. Sumner, Oliver, have a seat."

Oliver looked at her warmly. "Is it okay for me to be here while you and Mr. Sumner talk? If it's not a good time, I can step out." "It's fine. There's nothing to worry about," she replied.

As Damon listened to their conversation, bitterness swelled in his heart, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on Mason.

"Daddy, you're holding

Oliver turned to Damon, who quickly loosened his grip on Mason and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Buddy. I got a little distracted." Mason shook his head. "It's okay,

anything ever feels uncomfortable, just

"Okay," Mason chirped.

surging emotions, and walked over to sit

came

I sent you several messages, but you didn't reply, so I became

and decided to

explained.

feelings in check, trying to maintain an expression that

sent her a few messages. However, she hadn't checked it since Oliver's

sorry. I didn't

and I won't

he can go with you. Once everything settles down,

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