<b>Chapter </b><b>637 </b>


    Damon looked down at her, his eyes filled with disgust. “You can scheme against me, but I can’t keep you from seeing Buddy?”


    “If you hadn’t taken Buddy away and threatened that he wouldn’te back to me, I wouldn’t have to do this!” N cried.


    Damon let out a coldugh. “So it’s all my fault?”


    N’s expression hardened as she replied firmly, “That’s not what I meant, but you’re at fault too. Buddy has been with me since he was little, and you had someone take him from our home without saying a


    Don’t you think that’s excessive?“”


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    Upon recalling the fear she felt the night Mason was taken, N’s expression turned icy. No matter what happened, she wouldn’t let Damon take Mason away from her again.


    “Looks like you don’t see any problem with your actions. In that case, forget about seeing Buddy!” Damon dered.


    He tried to push past her and leave.


    In a panic, N grabbed his arm. “No! I won’t let you hide Buddy away again!”


    Feeling the softness of her grip, Damon went rigid for a moment before shaking her off and retorting, “You brought this on yourself!”


    Seeing Damon walk away, N hurried to catch up. With his long legs, she had to jog to intercept him in the living room.


    His expression was dark, and he emitted no warmth at all.


    “Move aside,” he ordered.


    N shook her head, looking up at him. “Mr. Sumner, I apologize for the losses caused to Prospectus Technology. I’ll make it right. Please don’t hide Buddy from me.”


    She knew that if Damon wanted to keep Mason hidden, there were countless ways he could do it.


    A wave of irritation washed over Damon due to N’s reddened eyes.


    Just as he was about to speak, Mason suddenly dashed out of the dining room. He shoved Damon aside and stood protectively before N, ring at Damon.


    Tears welled up in Mason’s eyes as he spoke. “You’re being bad to Mommy! You’re a bad daddy! I don’t want you to be my dad anymore! I want Uncle Oliver to be my


    dad!”


    N quickly squatted down tofort him. “Buddy, Daddy isn’t being bad to me. We just raised our voices a little. And boys shouldn’t cry all the time. Let’s stop crying now, okay?”


    Mason wiped his tears, his voice trembling. “B–But… your foot is hurt. He must have done it!”


    Jt was then that N realized her foot was injured and hurriedly exined, “I identally broke a te just now, and the shards cut me. It has nothing to do with your dad.”


    Damon, who had been furious at Mason’s usation, nced down at N’s foot. His gaze hardened.


    On her previously unblemished foot, there was a wound with blood still oozing from it.


    His hands instinctively clenched at his sides, but his words dripped with sarcasm. “Don’t think I’ll let you N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    off just because you’re trying to y the victim. I won’t forget how <i>you </i>schemed against me!“”


    N looked up at him, her voice cold. “Enough! This is between the two of us. Can we please not discuss it in front of the child<b>?!</b><b>” </b>


    Damon stared at her impassively, saying nothing more, but his gaze remained as icy as ever.


    In the kitchen, Lydia heard themotion and rushed out.


    Seeing N squatting tofort Mason while Damon stood coldly by, she hurried over.


    umner, Ms. Kinsey, what’s going on? Why is Buddy crying like this? Oh no, Ms. Kinsey, your foot is hurt l go get the first–aid kit!” Lydia eximed.