Chasing the Unexpected

The living room fell into a tense silence, the temperature dropping sharply.

Oliver turned to Nyla, disbelief written all over his face, mixed with a hint of joy flickering in his eyes. He knew she was trying to deceive Damon, but seeing her stand up for him made him feel happy nonetheless.

Damon narrowed his eyes, drumming his fingers idly on the table. “You can marry him if you want. I don’t care. But I won’t be giving Buddy back to you.”

Nyla’s expression darkened. Just as she was about to respond, a small figure dashed toward her.

“Mommy.” Mason rushed into Nyla’s arms, clinging to her leg and crying heart–wrenchingly.

Hearing him sob over the phone had been one thing, but seeing his tear–streaked face now made Nyla’s blood boil. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

“What have you done to Buddy? Why is he crying like this?!” she demanded, glaring at Damon.

Damon’s expression remained icy. “He just left you for a strange environment. It’s normal for him to cry. He’ll settle down.”

Nyla was fuming. “He’s just a child! You had Spencer force him to come here without letting him see me, and you think that’s normal?!”

Annoyance flickered in Damon’s eyes as he replied coldly, “If you hadn’t hidden his existence all these years, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

The thought that his own son looked at him like a stranger–and even an enemy–filled Damon with irritation. All of this stemmed from the woman in front of him.

Nyla nearly laughed in frustration, “You should recover your memory before saying that!”

She couldn’t believe Damon could still speak so confidently while lacking the full truth of their past.

Damon’s expression darkened as she stood her ground. Was she implying that he had wronged her before?

For a moment, his face clouded with fury. “No matter what happened in the past, I will not let you take Buddy away today.”

Oliver stepped forward, shielding Nyla and Mason behind him as he confronted Damon, “Mr. Sumner, Prospectus Technology just established a foothold in Capitarnia. Are you sure you want to confront the Raynor Group now?”

Damon’s expression hardened.

Oliver had caused numerous problems for Prospectus Technology when it was trying to enter the Capitarnia market. Initially, Damon had assumed it was just competition from local interests. Now, he realized that Oliver had been targeting him because of Nyla.

“Oliver, do you think I’m afraid?” Damon shot back.

Oliver smiled but did not respond. He simply glanced at the phone on the table, seemingly waiting for something.

Upon noticing Oliver’s gaze, Damon’s expression darkened even further.

If they were in Saintomia, Oliver wouldn’t even have the right to challenge him. But this was Capitarnia. With Prospectus Technology’s foundation still shaky, if Oliver intended to pursue a mutually destructive approach, it would complicate matters significantly.

Soon, the phone on the table rong.

When Damon didn’t answer, Oliver raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to answer, Mr. Sumner? Are you afraid?”

Damon scoffed and answered the call, his expression quickly souring.

After hanging up, he glared at Oliver. “Are you really sure you want to target Prospectus Technology when no one gains anything?!”

“For me, it’s not a lose–lose situation, Mr. Sumner. The Raynor Group has been established in Capitania for over a century, while Prospectus Technology has only been around for two years,” Oliver stated.