?


    Mason hadn''t seen Oliver in a while, so his face lit up with excitement. "Okay!"


    As soon as Mason spoke, he sensed Damon''s gaze on him. It seemed his father wasn''t too keen on having Oliver join them for dinner.


    However, he had already agreed, and he didn''t want to chase Oliver away, especially since he really liked him and wanted to eat together.


    Oliver sat down next to N and turned to Damon. "Sorry to intrude."


    Damon''s expression was indifferent. "If you knew it was an intrusion, Mr. Raynor, you shouldn''t have followed Ms. Kinsey here in the first ce, should


    Catching the sarcasm in Damon''s tone, Oliver remained unfazed and smiled. "I''ve always had


    meals with N and Buddy before, and I thought you wouldn''t mind since you know my rtionship with N."


    Damon remained silent, his face stoic. Admitting he minded would make him seem petty while iming he didn''t mind felt ufortable. Ultimately, h However, Oliver clearly didn''t see it that way.


    During dinner, he, helped N peel shrimp and picked fish bones out for Mason, making his presence felt. He even cracked jokes, causing Mason and The table was filled with cheerful chatter, while Damon sat quietly, looking increasingly out of ce.


    After enduring the meal, they settled the bill, and Oliver offered to drive them home.


    Damon finally couldn''t hold back any longer. He reached over, took Mason from N''s arms, and said coldly, “Mr. Raynor, it''s not on your way, so you don''t need to drive us."


    Oliver didn''t even look at him-his warm gaze rested on N. "Be careful on your way back then. And let me know when you arrive."


    "Okay," N replied.


    The driver quickly brought the car around. As they got in, N rolled down the window to say goodbye to Oliver, but Damon coldly instructed the driver N was taken aback. She turned to Damon, noticing his stern expression and feeling confused. What was bothering him?


    After a long day of y, Mason, who hadn''t even taken a nap, fell asleep in the car.


    N and Damon remained silent


    until they reached the vi. Once the


    car stopped at the entrance, N


    nned to carry Mason out, but Damon was quicker. He picked


    Mason up before she could


    He carried Mason back to his bedroom, tucked him under the covers, and then turned to N. "We need to talk."


    N looked up at him. "Mr. Sumner, I''m really tired today and just want to rest. Can we talk tomorrow?"


    "No, it has to be today," Damon insisted.


    Seeing the intense look in his eyes, N knew he wouldn''t let this go without discussing it. Reluctantly, she agreed. "Alright, what do you


    want to talk about?" Conten?


    "I want to make it clear that when Buddy is with us, I don''t want anyone else around," Damon stated.


    N frowned. "Oliver isn''t just anyone."


    Damon''s gaze turned icy as he replied, "Maybe not to you, but you''re used to having him around you and Buddy. I don''t have any emotional foundation


    attention when I''m with him."


    At his words, N fell silent. It was true that Oliver''s presence would affect Damon''s rtionship with


    Mason.


    After thinking it over for a moment, she nodded. "Okay, I understand. Today was just an ident. I''ll


    make sure to avoid it in the future."


    Damon''s expression softened slightly at her agreement.