Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Nyla didn't think much of Clark's sudden appearance. After all, they had cut all ties the moment they divorced, and there would be no relationship between them moving forward.

The car sped into a villa neighborhood, where rows of birch trees lined the streets, creating a vibrant green landscape.

Ten minutes later, they stopped in front of a villa.

The driver got out and opened the door for Nyla. "Ms. Kinsey, this way."

As Nyla and Mason stepped out, she noticed the look of resistance on Mason's face as he stared at

the villa. He had a good memory and clearly recalled being locked up here by Damon.

Just as Nyla was about to walk inside, she felt Mason gently tug at her hand. Looking down, she saw the panic in his big eyes, and her heart sank.. "Buddy, what's wrong?" she asked.

“Mommy, you said you would take me home! Why are we here? Are you really going to leave me?” Mason asked, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at her with a hurt expression.

Nyla's heart softened, and she quickly crouched down to meet his gaze. "Buddy, Mommy would never abandon you. Remember when those people came and took you away at home? It's not safe there right now. We need to stay here

for a while, but once it's safe, I'll take you back home."

Mason looked uncertain and suspicious. "Really? You won't just leave me behind?"

"Of course not! When have I ever lied to you? I promise I will always be by your side," Nyla replied.

With Nyla's reassurances, Mason finally broke into a smile and took her hand as they walked toward the

villa.

At the entrance, two women were waiting. One appeared to be in her 40s, with a

friendly face and a warm smile. The other was in her early 20s, also smiling, but her eyes betrayed a hint of scrutiny and hostility.

As Mason and Nyla reached the steps, the older woman hurried forward with the younger one, smiling as she introduced herself.

"Hello, Ms. Kinsey! I'm the housekeeper here, Lydia Evans, This is Maddie Lamb, my niece. She helps with serving beverages and other tasks in the villa," Lydia said.

Maddie's eyes flashed with jealousy

and disdain as she looked at Nyla up close, envious of her beauty and contemptuous of her intentions to use her child for personal gain.

However, she put on a sweet facade and said, "Hello, Ms. Kinsey! If you need anything, just let me know."

Nyla nodded slightly, not overly concerned about the hostility that Maddie had unintentionally revealed.

She turned to Lydia and smiled. “Thank you, Lydia. I'll be staying here for a while, so I appreciate your help.

Lydia had a favorable impression of Nyla and said warmly, "You're too polite, Ms. Kinsey! It's my duty. Let me show you to your room."

Nyla nodded. "Sure."

As Lydia led the way inside, she began to explain the villa's staff. "Besides me and Maddie, there's also a butler and a driver.

“The driver, Walter Babbage, brought you here. If you need to go anywhere, just let him know.

"The butler is my husband. He's currently in the garden trimming the plants. I'll have him come meet you later."All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nyla smiled. “There's no need to

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arrange a special meeting. I'm just borrowing a place to stay, and I'll try not to cause any trouble."

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"Not at all! Ms. Kinsey, just let me know what you need. It won't be a bother!" Lydia replied warmly.

Nyla felt a bit puzzled by Lydia's overly enthusiastic attitude.

Before long, they reached the second floor.

Lydia opened the door to the second room on the right and said with a smile, "Ms. Kinsey, this is your room. If there's anything you want to change, feel free to let me know now."

As Nyla stepped into the room, she noticed the main colors were blue and white, creating a fresh and comfortable atmosphere.