Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 949

After some hesitation, Valarie decided to put the matter out of her mind for now. She drew the curtains, grabbed her pajamas, and headed for the shower.

The next morning…

After getting up and freshening up, Valarie went downstairs and noticed Brandon sitting at the breakfast table with her father.

She hesitated for a moment but quickly walked over and sat down, pretending nothing was wrong.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

Brandon smiled. "Valarie, your car is at my place, so I came to give you a ride to work."

"I told you before that I'd have the driver pick it up from you," Valarie said, her tone flat.

"You'll have a hard time without your car this morning," he replied calmly.

Valarie felt a twinge of annoyance. She could always ask the driver to take her or even call a cab—what was the big deal?

She didn't respond, but her expression betrayed her irritation.

Sensing the tension, Jonathan stood up and said, "I've finished breakfast. I'll head to the office first. Since Brandon is here, let him give you a ride to work today."

With that, he quickly left, unwilling to meddle in his daughter's personal matters. It was better for them to sort it out themselves.

Now, only Valarie and Brandon remained in the room. She ignored him, focusing on her breakfast as though he wasn't there.

"Valarie, do you not want to see me?" Brandon asked softly.

Valarie's expression remained neutral. "There's no need to ask questions when you already know the answer."

Brandon looked hurt. He was silent for a few moments before speaking slowly. "Valarie, I know you're still angry. I want to give you the time you asked for, but I'm afraid... the longer this drags on, the more you'll want to push me away."

Noticing the unease in his voice, Valarie pursed her lips.

Valarie finished the last sip of her milk, stood up, and said, "I've had enough breakfast. Let's go."

…

After dropping her off at the company, Brandon hailed a taxi to his office.

When he reached the top floor, Charlie approached him as he stepped out of the elevator. "Mr. Sumner, Mr. Damon is here. He's waiting for you in your office."

Brandon frowned. Why was Damon there so early?

"Got it," he said.

He entered his office and sat down across from Damon. "Uncle Damon, what brings you here so early?"

"Have the building materials from Karter been put to use yet?" Damon asked without preamble.