Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 906

Damon's gaze turned icy as he asked, "Did he meet with Buddy?"

"Tom went under the guise of donating a building to the kindergarten. We're still unclear if he met with Mr. Mason," Spencer replied.

"Don't bother investigating further. Just keep an eye on him. He'll likely be in contact with someone overseas soon," Damon instructed.

He ended the call and paused for a moment, then decided to remain where he was for now.

Tom and Drake were both operating in the shadows.

Falcon had already been compromised, so it couldn't provide any more information on Drake. Instead of staying on edge and trying to anticipate their next move, it might be better to wait and see what they would do next.

Damon was certain that Tom's visit to the kindergarten was to obtain Mason's hair or something similar. After all, Mason was Nyla's child. If Tom couldn't get her hair, Mason's would suffice.

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In the evening, Nyla and Damon went to the kindergarten to pick up Mason.

They had dinner outside before Damon instructed the driver to take Mason home. He and Nyla then went to the hospital to visit Harrison.

As they arrived at the hospital, they ran into Gabriel and Wren.

When Wren saw Nyla, she looked somewhat uncomfortable. She forced a dry smile and said, "Nyla, I came to apologize to your father..."

Nyla's expression remained unchanged. "Oh."

With that, she turned and walked away without looking back.

It wasn't until she and Damon were out of sight that Wren couldn't hold back and muttered, "It's just because she's with Damon that she's acting so arrogant. I don't believe—"

Gabriel cut her off sharply. "Mom, are you done talking?"

Wren wanted to argue further, but seeing his cold expression, she wisely held her tongue.

When they reached Harrison's room, the caretaker was feeding him soup while Damon and Nyla sat beside the bed.

Gabriel knocked before entering with Wren.

"Harrison, although it was an accident that you fell down the stairs, my mom is also partly responsible. We came today to apologize, hoping that, given our past relationship, you can forgive her. I promise she won't bother you again." Gabriel spoke earnestly, but Harrison showed little reaction.

"I accept the apology. I don't want to see either of you again. Please leave," Harrison replied calmly, his gaze distant as if he were looking at strangers.

The moment he and Wren divorced, they had no further ties.

Wren's eyes welled up upon looking at the emaciated, pale Harrison in the bed. She cried, "Harrison, after all these years as husband and wife, are you really this heartless?"

Harrison glanced at her. "We're divorced. I don't owe you anything. Don't come to harass me again, or I'll report you to the police and apply for a restraining order."