Chapter 576
Trading My Ex for His Uncle
Everyone turned to look toward the door. The first thing they noticed was a pair of long legs, followed by Damonâs cold, imposing face.
His gaze landed on the hand clutching Masonâs collar.
Regina felt a chill run straight through her spine, and she shivered. Instinctively, she let go of Mason.
At that moment, she had a terrifying sense that Damon might just chop off her hand. It was only a gut feeling, but his glare alone filled her with fear.
Nyla hurriedly caught Mason, her gaze full of concern. âBuddy, are you okay?â
Mason nodded. âMommy, Iâm fineâ¦â
His eyes kept darting toward Damon, an unusual glimmer in them.
Whenever other kids had bullied him in .. past, it had always been just his mother standing up for him. He had dreamed that one day his father would show up out of nowhere and make those bullies pay for hurting him and Nyla.
Now that his father had truly appeared, his feelings were complicated.
On the one hand, he wanted his father to protect him and Nyla. On the other, he knew that Damon didnât like Nyla, and the latter didnât like him either.
While Mason was lost in thought, Damon had already approached them.
His icy glare seemed to freeze everything around him. When he looked at Regina, his eyes burned with fury.
âWhy donât you repeat what you just said about my son?â he asked darkly.
Regina couldnât meet his gaze, but her voice still carried a hint of anger. âWhat did I say wrong? Just look at my son! See how badly heâs been beaten!â
She pulled Kayden from behind her and pinched his arm hard, making him cry out.
âLook at him! His face and body are covered in bruises. If the teacher hadnât stopped them, who knows what would have happened? If you donât apologize and pay up today, Iâm not letting this go!â Regina threatened.
She scoffed, thinking Damon in a suit wouldnât intimidate her. After all, her husband was a sales manager in E.N. Valley, and most parents treated her wi Besides, she had already looked into Nylaâs backgroundâ
she was just a lowly drug researcher. Damon might seem impressive, but someone like Nyla couldnât possibly know any big shot.
Damon ignored Regina and turned to Mason instead. He asked, âWhy were you fighting?â
Masonâs eyes welled up with tears, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall. He turned his head away, remaining silent.
Damon frowned, about to speak, when Nyla knelt before Mason. Meeting his eyes, she gently said, â Buddy, Mommyâs here. Donât be scared. Tell Mommy why you fought, okay?â
After a long pause, Mason finally muttered, âHe called me a bastard⦠said I didnât have a dadâ¦â
Nylaâs eyes turned cold. She nodded. âOkay, Mommy understands.â
She patted Masonâs head softly, then stood and faced Regina. âYou heard that. Your son insulted mine first. If anyone should apologize, itâs your son.â
Regina sneered, crossing her arms. âAnd what if your son didnât tell the truth? Maybe he insulted my boy first. Besides, even if my son said that, was he wrong?â
Nyla turned to the teacher. âWhere did they fight? There should be security cameras at school, right?â
The teacher looked troubled. âThere are, but the cameras broke yesterday, and they wonât be fixed until tomorrow at the earliest.â
At this, Reginaâs expression shifted from nervous to smug.
âNo cameras, huh? Then itâs just your word against mine. And letâs not forget your son threw the first punch. My boyâs all bruised upâ
Iâm not letting this slide!â she declared.
The teacher gently tugged at Reginaâs sleeve, signaling her to stop talking with a meaningful look.
Did Regina not realize who she was dealing with? The man standing in front of her was the CEO of Prospectus Technology, who had recently donated an entire building to their school.