Chapter 511

Nyla hurriedly left before Caroline could respond.

As she rushed off, Caroline couldn’t help but sigh.

It would take an hour to get from the conference center to the kindergarten, and it was already almost 4: 30p.m.

Nyla pressed the button for the elevator and began rummaging through her bag for her phone and car keys.

When the elevator doors opened with a ding, Nyla walked in with her head down and didn’t notice the man in a suit walking out at the same time.

She bumped into him unexpectedly and quickly apologized, “I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.”

Since she was looking down, she didn’t catch a glimpse of his face, only noticing that he was quite tall- despite wearing high heels, she barely reached h The man didn’t respond and simply brushed past her.

Nyla didn’t think much of it. She stepped into the elevator, pressed B1, and finally found her keys and phone.

Just as the elevator doors closed, she looked up and saw the man’s back. His well–

tailored black suit, broad shoulders, and slim waist, combined with his long legs, exuded an air of unapproachability.

Nyla glanced away, concentrating on locating the kindergarten teacher’s number. As a result, she didn’t notice the man suddenly turn back, frowning in th By the time Nyla reached the kindergarten, it was nearly 6:00 p.m.

Mason Kinsey sat quietly at his desk, practicing his writing.

Although he was just over four years old, his features and demeanor resembled a miniature version of Damon. Sometimes, looking at him left Nyla feelin a bit disoriented.

Upon seeing Nyla, the teacher, Lilith Page, stood up and said, “Ms. Kinsey, you’re here.”

Nyla entered the classroom and smiled at Lilith. “Ms. Page, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.”

“It’s no problem. Buddy is very well–behaved and easy to manage,” Lilith replied.

After a brief chat, Nyla noticed Mason neatly packed and standing next to her.

“Buddy, say goodbye to Ms. Page,” she prompted.

Mason looked up at Lilith. “Goodbye, Ms. Page.”

Despite being almost five years old, Mason already had a mature demeanor, almost like a little adult.

Lilith nodded. “Alright, see you tomorrow, Buddy.”

Nyla walked out of the kindergarten hand in hand with Mason. He automatically opened the backseat car door, climbed into his booster seat, and fastened his seatbelt, leaving Nyla no chance to help.

Seeing Mason’s mature behavior, Nyla felt a pang of guilt.

Over the years, she had been busy with work, often working weekends and rarely spending time with Mason.

At an age when children were usually quite demanding, Mason never acted like other kids–never asking for anything or being overly clingy.

Nyla had wondered if something might be wrong with him and had taken him to the hospital for checks, but the doctor had assured her he was perfectly Relieved to know he was alright, Nyla had finally relaxed. She also realized that Mason’s personality probably came from Damon.

Back at home, just as Nyla finished preparing dinner, she received a call from Caroline.

“Nyla, Professor Kington just told me to make sure you come to the celebration party. The big investor is arriving soon and wants to speak with the proje