Chapter 562
Trading My Ex for His Uncle
Nyla could no longer hold back her emotions and pulled Mason into a tight embrace.
Her eyes were red, but she stubbornly fought against the tears. She couldnât understand why, after five years and with Damon having lost his memory, h He was the highâ
ranking CEO of Prospectus Technology, while she was just a pharmaceutical researcher. Even though she had achieved a great deal in her field, it paled She had worked so hardâwhy couldnât he just leave her alone?
Noticing Nyla trembling, Mason gently patted her back. âMommy, donât be sad. I will never admit that bad. man is my dad! I want to stay by your side fore Hearing this, Nyla tightened her hold on him and nodded. âYes, Mommy wonât let you leave me either.â
Just then, Pauline entered with the dishes.
Upon seeing Nyla holding Mason at the entrance, she said, âMs. Kinsey, dinner is ready. Why donât you go change and wash your hands?â
Suppressing her emotions, Nyla released Mason and stood up. âOkay.â
As Nyla was a about to take Mason for a walk after dinner, she suddenly received a call from Caroline.
âNyla, do you know that somethingâs happened with the Raynor Group?â Caroline asked.
a was taken aback. âWhat happened?â
âI just heard that the Raynor Group suddenly tried to snatch an amusement park project from Prospectus Technology and ended up spending hundreds o to get in. Now the shareholders are meeting to confront Oliver.â
She then added, âI heard it from the grapevine, so Iâm not sure if itâs trueâ¦â
Nylaâs expression darkened. âThank you, Caroline. Iâll ask Oliver.â
Hanging up quickly, she was about to call Oliver when she realized he was likely in a meeting. Not wanting to disturb him, she opted to send a text message instead.
After sending the text, she waited but received no response.
An hour passed without a word from him, and she began to pace around the living room, worry gnawing at her. Oliver had never taken this long to reply Finally, Oliver returned her call at around 10.00 p.m. âNyla, everything here is under control. I can handle it, so donât worry.â
Hearing the fatigue in his voice filled Nyla with guilt. If it werenât for her and Mason, he wouldnât be facing difficulties with the companyâs shareholders.
âOliver, donât worry about us anymore. I donât want our situation to make things harder for you at work or cause you trouble with the shareholders.â Her v After a few seconds of silence, Oliver spoke again, his fone gentle yet firm. âNyla, you donât need to worry about me. I promised to protect you both, and Nyla bit her lip, her eyes filled with guilt and sadness. âBut because of us, youâre-â
Oliver interrupted, his voice low, âThis isnât your fault. Damon is the one going too far. Youâre my girlfriend, and I wonât let him bully you. Donât worry abo Nyla lowered her gaze, a complex mix of emotions rising in her heart. âI donât deserve this from you.â
âIn my heart, you deserve everything. Donât say such things. I donât want you to look down on yourself. It makes me sad,â Oliver said.