Chapter 564

The next morning, Nyla drove Mason to school, her mind elsewhere.

Mason noticed her distraction and tightened his grip on his backpack.

When they arrived at the school, Nyla forced a smile and gently said, “Buddy, Mommy will pick you up tonight.”

Mason nodded. “Okay.”

After watching Nyla leave, Mason accessed his smartwatch and dialed the number Spencer had given him.

A moment later, a cold voice came through the line. “What is it?”

Mason took a deep breath, his small face tense. “I want to meet you.”

In the principal’s office an hour later…

Mason sat across from Damon, his baby face filled with anger. “What will it take for you to stop bothering my mom and me?”

Although he was only four years old, there was no hint of fear in his gaze. He even bore a striking resemblance to Damon’s commanding demeanor.

Damon looked at Mason, who mirrored his own features, a complicated expression crossing his face.

At such a young age, Mason should have been innocent and carefree. Yet there he was, trying to negotiate like an adult because of Nyla.

“Buddy, I’m your biological father. If you’re willing to return to the Sumners, I won’t interfere with Nyla nymore,” Damon explained.

mason’s expression hardened as he glared at Damon. “I hate you! I won’t acknowledge you as my dad! I’m not living with you!”

His disdain was unmistakable, and it was evident that he truly detested Damon.

Rather than getting angry, Damon raised an eyebrow. “If you want something from others, you can’t expect to give nothing in return. That’s no different fr “But I’ve been living happily with my mom! You’re the one who suddenly came in and disrupted our lives. Why should I have to give anything up?” Mason Damon hadn’t expected such a sharp response from a four–year–old.

If Mason had grown up with him, he would have learned even more–the resources he could offer far outweighed what Nyla could provide in a lifetime.

“You don’t have the leverage to negotiate with me right now. I’ve already told you how to proceed. The choice is yours, and I won’t interfere,” Damon sai He stood up to leave, but as he reached the door, he felt a tug on his pants.

Looking down, he met Mason’s pleading eyes and was momentarily taken aback. Mason resembled him, but his big doe eyes were almost identical to Nyla’s.

‘I don’t want to be separated from Mommy,” Mason said.

Damon frowned. After a moment of silence, he replied coldly. “Staying with that woman will ruin your future. I won’t allow you to be with her.”

Mason’s eyes instantly filled with tears as he cried out, “No! Mommy is the one who loves me the most in the world! You can’t do this!”

Despite being only four, he had learned to read faces. While Nyla had reassured him that no one would take him away, he knew she couldn’t compete with the stern man be The thought of Damon’s indifference toward Nyla made Mason hate him even more. He would never accept him as his father!

Damon’s expression remained cold and unyielding. “You’re still young, but one day you’ll understand that living with me is far better than living with that woman, Mason defiantly jutted his chin, tears streaming down his face. “I don’t want to understand! All know is you’re a big bad guy who makes my mom sad! I hate you! I hate you!