Chasing the Unexpected

Seeing the hostility in Damon’s eyes, Oliver let out a light laugh. “Mr. Sumner, I don’t mean to offend. I’ve watched Buddy grow up, so protecting him is my responsibility.”

Damon’s expression remained cold. “I can protect my own son.”

After saying that, he turned to Nyla, his face impassive. “If you move in with Mr. Raynor, then Buddy can move back to the villa. If you and Buddy continue living here, I will send more people to protect you both. I won’t allow anyone to take advantage of the situation.”

Noticing the heavy atmosphere, Mason fell silent, lowering his head and softening his breath.

Nyla pressed her lips together.

After a long moment, she finally said, “I understand. Buddy and I will continue living here.”

A bit of the frost in Damon’s gaze melted away as he put Mason down and stood up. “It’s getting late. I won’t disturb you any longer.”

After saying goodbye to Mason, he turned and left.

Oliver stood up and said softly, “Nyla, I have a meeting tomorrow morning, so I should head back too. I’ll send a few people to protect you and Buddy. I won’t let anyone harm you.”

“No need, with Mr. Sumner-”

Oliver interrupted her, his voice gentle yet firm, “Nyla, you’re my girlfriend, and I’ve watched Buddy grow up. You both mean a lot to me.

“Mr. Sumner’s security might be sufficient, but if I don’t do anything, I won’t feel right about it, so please

don’t refuse me.”

Nyla sighed and didn’t respond further.

As Oliver left Nyla’s place, his expression gradually turned cold. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Once downstairs, he saw Damon waiting a short distance away, just as he had expected.

He approached Damon. “Mr. Sumner, I assume you’re waiting for me?”

“Yes. Mr. Raynor, I hope you can keep your distance from my son from now on!” Damon’s voice was filled with warning.

Oliver seemed unfazed, raising an eyebrow. “I’m afraid I can’t do that. Nyla is my girlfriend, and Buddy is her child. I’ve spent nearly five years with Buddy, so I won’t distance myself from him because of your preferences.”

The two fell silent, with only the gentle rustling of the leaves in the breeze breaking the stillness.

Damon stood under the streetlight, half of his face shrouded in darkness.

His expression was grim and somber as he warned, “Oliver, you better treat Buddy well. If I find out you’ve done anything to hurt him, I won’t let you off the hook.

Oliver smiled, “Don’t worry. I love Nyla, and I will love the person she cherishes most as well.”

Damon’s eyes were icy. He said nothing more and turned to leave.

He had only taken a few steps when Oliver suddenly called out from behind him, “Mr. Sumner, if I’m not mistaken, you’ve likely regained your memories, right?”

Damon froze mid–step and turned to look at him. “What did you just say?”

“Playing dumb isn’t very interesting. While I don’t know why you’re hiding this from Nyla, if you’re going to keep it a secret, you might as well do it for a lifetime. I don’t want Nyla to be caught in the middle between you and me,” Oliver replied.

Damon frowned coldly. “Don’t worry. In her heart, I am incomparable to you.”

That was evident from her attitude toward both him and Oliver.

“I know. I just feel that since the two of you are history, you shouldn’t keep appearing in her life, reminding her of those painful memories repeatedly,” Oliver said.

Damon’s iciness surged. After giving Oliver a cold glance, he turned and left.

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