Chapter 523

Nyla raised an eyebrow at Oliver. Noticing his ears turning red, she couldn’t resist teasing him. “I didn’t expect someone as busy as you to have time to learn how to make soup.”

Oliver cleared his throat, looking down to hide his nervousness. “Your stomach isn’t great, and I remember when we were abroad, you had soup at a restaurant and said it was good. I asked the chef to teach me how to make it, so I could cook it for you whenever you want.”

Nyla was stunned. She hadn’t realized her casual compliment had stuck with Oliver to the point where he actually learned to cook it himself.

A warm, overwhelming feeling swelled in her chest, and her eyes stung slightly. She had never thought anyone would go to such lengths for her.

“Oliver, thank you,” she said softly.

Oliver looked up at her and smiled. “Nyla, you don’t need to thank me. I didn’t do this without expecting something in return.”

Seeing the affection in his eyes, Nyla felt her face grow warm. She quickly looked away, spotting the chessboard in front of them.

She couldn’t help but laugh. “You should focus on the game. You’re about to lose.”

A few minutes later, Oliver did indeed lose to Mason.

“Wow, Buddy, you’re amazing! I couldn’t even beat you!” Oliver praised.

Mason frowned slightly. “Uncle Oliver, you weren’t really trying.”

“I was trying my best! You’re just getting too good. As a reward for beating me, how about I grant you one wish? Is there something you want?” Oliver asked.

Mason thought for a moment before leaning over and whispering something into Oliver’s ear. Whatever it was made Oliver smile as he nodded. “Alright. I’ll make it happen.”

Seeing their secretive exchange, Nyla raised an eyebrow. “What are you two whispering about?”

Mason shook his head with a mischievous grin. “Not telling you! It’s a secret between us men.”

Nyla didn’t respond but smiled softly.

After finishing the soup, Oliver drove Nyla and Mason home.

On the way, they passed a shopping mall, and Oliver suddenly pulled over. He turned to Nyla and said, Nyla, I’m going to take Buddy inside to buy something. You can wait here in the car.”

Nyla frowned. “Why can’t I know what you’re buying?”

“It’s a reward for Buddy, and it’s a secret from you for now,” Oliver replied.

“Fine, but don’t take too long,” Nyla urged.

“Got it!” Oliver answered.

He got out of the car, holding Mason’s hand as they headed into the mall.

None of them noticed a camera hidden in the corner, shapping several photos of Oliver and Mason as they walked inside.

“Ms. Hulle, our investigation has found that Nyla has a child… Here’s a photo of the boy…. Take a look,” the person said.

Erin took the photo. As she stared at the boy’s face, which bore a striking resemblance to Damon, her grip tightened, and the picture crumpled in her han That bitch Nyla! She had pretended not to care about Damon, acting like she wouldn’t compete for him, yet she had secretly borne his child!

If Damon found out about the child, even without his memories, there was a chance he’d be drawn back to Nyla!

The more Erin thought about it, the darker her expression grew. Her eyes burned with fury as if she were ready to set everything ablaze.

“I can’t let Damon find out about this little bastard!” she hissed.

She stood up and walked to the window, her mind racing, trying to figure out what to do. This was Capitarnia, not Saintornia. If she tried to harm Nyla here, there was a higher chance of getting caught- especially with Oliver now by Nyla’s side.

Was she really supposed to just stand by and let Nyla take Damon away from her again?

No… there had to be a way!