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 Damon’s cold, imposing face.

His gaze landed on the hand clutching Mason’s 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. “Buddy, are you okay?”

Mason nodded. “Mommy, I’m fine…”

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. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

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 didn’t like Nyla, and the latter didn’t 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.

“Why don’t you repeat what you just said about my son?” he asked darkly.

Regina couldn’t meet his gaze, but her voice still carried a hint of anger. “What did I say wrong? Just look at my son! See how badly he’s been beaten!”

She pulled Kayden from behind her and pinched his arm hard, making him cry out.

“Look at him! His face and body are covered in bruises. If the teacher hadn’t stopped them, who knows what would have happened? If you don’t apologize and pay up today, I’m not letting this go!” Regina threatened.

She scoffed, thinking Damon in a suit wouldn’t 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 Nyla’s background– she was just a lowly drug researcher. Damon might seem impressive, but someone like Nyla couldn’t possibly know any big shot.

Damon ignored Regina and turned to Mason instead. He asked, “Why were you fighting?”

Mason’s 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, ” Buddy, Mommy’s here. Don’t be scared. Tell Mommy why you fought, okay?”

After a long pause, Mason finally muttered, “He called me a bastard… said I didn’t have a dad…”

Nyla’s eyes turned cold. She nodded. “Okay, Mommy understands.”

She patted Mason’s head softly, then stood and faced Regina. “You heard that. Your son insulted mine first. If anyone should apologize, it’s your son.”

Regina sneered, crossing her arms. “And what if your son didn’t tell the truth? Maybe he insulted my boy first. Besides, even if my son said that, was he wrong?”

Nyla turned to the teacher. “Where did they fight? There should be security cameras at school, right?”

The teacher looked troubled. “There are, but the cameras broke yesterday, and they won’t be fixed until tomorrow at the earliest.”

At this, Regina’s expression shifted from nervous to smug.

“No cameras, huh? Then it’s just your word against mine. And let’s not forget your son threw the first punch. My boy’s all bruised up– I’m not letting this slide!” she declared.

The teacher gently tugged at Regina’s 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.