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 me too

apologetically, "I'm sorry, Buddy. I got a little distracted." Mason

anything ever feels uncomfortable,

"Okay," Mason chirped.

surging emotions, and walked over to

Kinsey, I came here

you several messages, but you

to

explained.

he looked at Nyla, he struggled to keep his feelings in check, trying to maintain an expression that revealed nothing of the man who had regained

her phone and realized Damon had indeed sent her a few messages. However, she hadn't checked

didn't see them.

over, and

plan to move in with Oliver. As for Buddy, if he wants to he can go with

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