Seeing Mason’s pale face, N lost her will to scold him. After all, the root of the issue was her decision to hide Damon from Mason, which led him to seek out Damon for confirmation.


    “Let’s go,” she said, taking Mason’s hand and turning to leave with Oliver.


    Back on the top floor, Damon stared icily at Spencer. “So you’ve been investigating N and her child these past few days because you suspect Buddy might be mine?”


    Spencer bit his lip, realizing he could no longer hide the truth. He nodded slowly. “Yes…”


    “Just because he looks like me, you think he’s my child? You’ve been with me for years–you know better than anyone who I’ve been involved with,” Damon demanded.


    His piercing gaze held Spencer in ce, giving him no chance to escape.


    Damon had indeed connected the dots regarding Spencer’s investigation, suspecting that Mason might be his son. Yet, he was sure he didn’t know N–she had never been part of his life.


    Suddenly, a thought struck Damon. He remembered the months of amnesia following his car ident. Ric 1 had said it was a result of the crash, but could there have been more to it?


    The realization deepened his frown, and he asked, “Was my amnesia really just because of the ident?”


    Under Damon’s icy stare, a wave of guilt washed over Spencer, and he instinctively looked away. “Yes.”


    Damon let out a coldugh. “You know my temperament, Spencer. If I find out you’ve lied to me, don’t expect to stay at Prospectus Technology.”


    A torrent of thoughts rushed through Spencer’s mind. He recalled Richard threatening him with his parents, Oliver advising him to avoid disturbing everyone’s lives, and Damon’s despair before the amnesia


    Ultimately, he remembered Oliver’s words. Spencer knew he shouldn’t disrupt anyone’s peace, especially not N’s. All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    After a moment of silence, he looked up at Damon, determination in his eyes. “Mr. Sumner, your amnesia is indeed due to the ident. You’ve never met Ms. Kinsey before, and that child is just a lookalike. He can’t possibly be yours.”


    “Whether he’s my child is for me to determine, not you, Damon retorted.


    “Mr. Sumner-” Spencer attempted to speak.


    “Enough! Get out!” Damon snapped.


    Spencer fell silent for a moment, then turned to leave.


    It was clear his time at Prospectus Technology wasing to an end. The moment he had agreed to deceive Damon for Richard, he had known this day would arrive.


    Once Spencer left, Damon made a call.


    “I want a paternity test for N’s child. Find a way to get a hair sample from him,” he said.


    Joshua Liddell’s voice came through,ced withints. “Damon, don’t push it! You hang up on me, then call when you need something? What am I, your pet–here to summon and dismiss as you please?”


    “Yourpany can join the amusement park project, but only if you handle this for me,” Damon offered, baiting him.


    As soon as the words left his mouth, Joshua’s tone shifted from irritated <i>to </i>eager. The excitement in his voice was palpable, and Damon could practically hear him patting his chest over the phone.


    “Don’t worry! I’ll have it done within three days!” Joshua promised.


    Damon hung up and tossed his phone onto the desk, his eyes narrowing slowly.


    Oliver dropbeoped Nyta and Mason off at home.


    Noticing Nyitrai face and the lingering fear in her eyes, he spoke softly. “N, don’t think tod about it. You tmt got sted today. Just rest, and we can talk about everything tomorrow


    N forced a stolen Yeah, I’m sorry for taking up so much of your time today. You should get bar


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    Seeing the fleeting quibuiten her eyes, Oliver replied firmly, “N, you and Buddy are important to m not an inconvenience.dice.”


    “I know, but I don’t want to be be a burden. Being together should mean supporting each other, not j helping me all the time ht stadsaid.


    Oliver felt a mix of frustraticatant and sympathy. He thought N was struggling to ept his suppo because she hadn’t fulty eptarted him. After the scare she had had today, he didn’t want to press


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    “We’ll talk about thistera YouTeedeed estrest and I should head back,” he said gently.


    Once Oliver left, Mason cautiously.acpamroached N. “Mom… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have skipped c


    N hadn’t expected him to sidesteptee the real issue. She frowned. “Buddy, do you really think skip ss is the only mistake you made 10dapday?”


    Mason couldn’t meet her gaze and ming his hes head in silence.


    N didn’t press him. “Think about it, and dete me know when you’re ready to talk.”


    With that, she headed to the kitchen to prepareparedunch. She hadn’t had breakfast after learning Ma missing that morning, and now that she was feelfeelong caimer, hunger hit her.


    Mason watched her, his small hands clenched tehtigns, fais face tense, mirroring Damon’s expressio When N came out with a simple dish of omeleteset, site coticed Mason still standing there. She si


    “Buddy, let’s eat first,” she said.sid


    Hesitating, Mason walked to the table, climbed onto atchachair, and finally mustered the courage to N.


    “Mom, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have skipped ss. I thought tratthat man was my dad… so I wanted to “he confessed.


    Upon seeing Mason’s nervous expression and the way his handsnds fidgeted with his shirt, N’s ga softened. She asked gently, “Buddy, what do you think now?ow?”


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