Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 648



Meanwhile, Clark received word that Nyla had left Damon's villa with Mason.

He smirked. "Looks like Lady Luck is on my side."

He had been worried about how to get into Damon's villa to abduct Mason, but now, with Nyla moving out and Damon away on a business trip, it was the perfect opportunity.

"When do you want us to make a move?" the person on the line asked.

"Tonight. We'll exchange the child for the money," Clark replied.

After hanging up, Clark got up and poured himself a glass of red wine, smiling to himself. Soon, Damon would be begging to hand over his shares.

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As evening approached, Nyla finalized a list of potential houses to visit in person the next morning.

Finally pulling her gaze from the computer, Nyla saw Mason walk over and hug her arm. "Mommy, I'm hungry."

Nyla glanced at the clock and realized it was already past 6:00 p.m.

"I'm sorry, Buddy! I got so caught up that I lost track of time. I'll have someone bring us dinner right away," she said.

She ordered two dinner deliveries, then stood up to stretch, grabbing her toiletries from her suitcase. She planned to shower and rest after dinner- she hadn't slept well the night before, too anxious about leaving.

Soon, there was a knock at the door.

"Hello, room service."

Nyla was surprised. That was fast!

She walked to the door and looked through the peephole, seeing someone in a hotel uniform holding two dinner trays.

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As she opened the door to accept the meals, a hand suddenly shot out from the side. The intruder pushed the room service attendant inside and rushed in. to

Everything happened in a blur.

Nyla barely had time to react before a sharp dagger was pressed against her neck.

The room service attendant, pale with terror, trembled before he was quickly knocked out by the intruder.

"Ms. Kinsey, someone wants to see you. Please come with us, along with your son," the intruder said.

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"You'll find out soon enough. Just behave, and I guarantee you won't be harmed. But if you try to pull any tricks and escape, I can't promise the knife won't get you," the intruder warned. to

More people stepped out, and a burly man with a scarred face sneered. "Nick, stop talking

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Before Nyla could resist, a sharp pain struck the back of her neck, and she lost consciousness.

Mason had just come out of the room when he saw Nyla collapse, instantly bursting into tears. "Mommy! Mommy!"

Nick Polson glared at Mason. "Brat, stop crying, or I'll knock you out too!"

Mason, terrified, fell silent for a moment, but his sobs quickly grew louder.

The scar-faced man, Bowen Yelling, shouted impatiently, "Knock the brat out too! Hurry up!"

Nick covered Mason's mouth and struck the back of his neck, rendering him unconscious as well.

The group then concealed Nyla and Mason in a prepared food cart and swiftly transported them to the back door of the hotel.

A car was already waiting.

Nyla and Mason were tossed into the vehicle, which sped off into the night, disappearing into the darkness.