CHAPTER 595

Chapter 595

Luca shook his head. “I don’t know either.”

Nyla grabbed Damon, her voice cold. “Where is Buddy?”

Damon, clearly annoyed, shrugged off her hand. “I told you, he’s in a very safe place.”

“I don’t believe you! Not unless you let me see him!” Nyla exclaimed.

Damon’s patience finally wore thin. He turned to Luca. You handle this.”

With that, he got into the car and drove off.

Nyla tried to follow, but Luca stopped her. “Ms. Kinsey, even if you catch up, if Mr. Sumner doesn’t want you to see Buddy, you won’t be able to. But I assure you, he’s safe. There’s no need to worry.”

“No need to worry?” Nyla shot him a cold look. “If your child were suddenly taken from home, wouldn’t you be worried? Mr. Fleming, do you honestly think Mr. Sumner’s actions are justified?”

Luca hesitated, at a loss for words. “Ms. Kinsey, I’m just his secretary. I can only follow Mr. Sumner’s

orders.”

“Fine, I won’t make it difficult for you. I’ll just wait here until he lets me see Buddy,” Nyla replied.

Luca sighed. “Do as you wish. But Mr. Sumner won’t change his mind for anyone. Even if you wait here for a long time, he won’t agree to let you see the child.”

Soon, Damon arrived at the hospital.

Mason’s injuries had already been treated, and he had been moved to a private room.

Upon seeing Mason’s arm in a cast and the scrapes on his face, Damon’s expression darkened.

The maid noticed him and quickly stood up. “Mr. Sumner.”

Damon replied indifferently, “You can go back.”

“Yes, sir,” the maid answered before leaving.

The room fell silent.

Mason turned his head away, refusing to look at Damon.

“Do you really think that by refusing to eat or trying to jump out of the window, I’ll let you go back to your mother?” Damon asked.

Mason didn’t respond, staring blankly out the window, his profile almost identical to Damon’s.

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat?” Damon asked again.

Mason glanced back at him. “None of your business! I’d rather starve than eat your food! You’re just a kidnapper!”

Seeing the anger on Mason’s face, Damon remained calm. He called Luca to have some food delivered

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to the hospital.

“Even if you buy it, I still won’t eat!” Mason insisted.

Damon raised an eyebrow. “Who said it’s for you? I’m hungry too after working all day.”

Mason, momentarily taken aback, turned his back on Damon, clearly upset.

Within half an hour, Luca entered the hospital room, carrying several bags of food.

“Mr. Sumner, I got everything you asked for,” he said.

Damon nodded. “Good, hand them over.”

As he opened the bags, the aroma of food filled the room.

Mason, having not eaten all day, couldn’t help but swallow hard at the smell.

Damon took a bite of a fried chicken drumstick and exclaimed through a mouthful of food, “This is delicious!”

Mason turned to glare at him. “Can you eat somewhere else? You’re bothering me!”

“Nope,” Damon replied curtly.

Mason fell silent, his gaze flicking briefly to the drumstick in Damon’s hand before he quickly looked away. He needed to hold out. He wanted to see his mother more than he wanted the fried chicken.

Damon continued eating, working his way through various dishes, while Mason managed to resist looking back, which surprised Damon. He hadn’t expected a 5–year–old to have such willpower.

Picking up the last drumstick, Damon waved it deliberately in front of Mason. “Are you sure you don’t want any?”