Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 691 ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“This time it’s for real, I promise!” Brandon argued.

He spoke with unwavering conviction, but Damon merely looked down, unwilling to engage with him any further.

Brandon let out a sigh, feeling the weight of his troubles with no one to confide in. He asked again, “Uncle Damon, are we still drinking?”

“When did I agree to drink with you?” Damon replied.

Brandon sighed, realizing he had misplaced his hopes.

After turning the car around to drop Damon off at his villa, they arrived just as Nyla and Oliver were coming out, holding hands with Mason.

The three of them wore smiles, appearing like a warm, happy family.

Brandon noticed Damon’s souring mood and instinctively quieted his breathing, fearing that Damon would take out his frustration on him.

The group soon spotted Damon, and Nyla bit her lip before saying, “Mr. Sumner, I’m taking Buddy home.”

Damon didn’t respond. His gaze remained fixed on the hand Oliver was holding–Mason’s.

The thought that Mason had spent several years with Oliver and liked him stirred a wave of irritation within Damon. It seemed he would need to put in a lot of effort to win Mason over to his side.

Seeing that Damon had no response, Nyla frowned, a hint of confusion flickering in her eyes.

Why did Damon seem off today? It had felt strange ever since he asked her to give him a ride to the

auction.

Oliver noticed Damon’s gaze and met it without flinching, his eyes calm and unafraid.

Once they were standing directly in front of Damon, he finally addressed Nyla, “Are you free this weekend? Buddy mentioned he wants us to take him to the zoo.”

Nyla nodded. “Sure, I don’t have any plans. The zoo is close to our place. Let’s meet at the zoo entrance at 9:00 a.m. on Saturday.”

Damon’s previously sullen expression softened slightly as he subtly glanced at Oliver before replying, Alright.”

“Then, we’ll head back now,” Nyla said.

Damon nodded. “Be careful on the way.”

After they left, Damon turned to Brandon. “Weren’t you in the mood for a drink? Let’s go.”

Brandon was speechless–he wasn’t feeling up to it anymore, as he could clearly sense that Damon was in a bad mood.

“Uncle Damon… it’s getting late. You should rest. Let’s drink another time,” Brandon said.

Without waiting for Damon’s response, he jumped into the car and sped off.

Watching Brandon’s car disappear, Damon narrowed his eyes and walked back into the villa.

On the way home, Oliver told Nyla, “Since you’re going to the zoo this weekend, I’d like to join.”

Nyla was a bit surprised. She hadn’t expected him to make that request.

Then, recalling how she had taken Damon to the auction tonight, she understood that Oliver might be feeling a bit insecure about it.

“I need to check with Buddy first,” she said, uncertain if Mason wanted to go to the zoo just with her and

Damon.

“I’ll ask him,” Oliver replied.

Just then, the car stopped at a red light.

Oliver turned to the backseat, where Mason was asleep in his car seat, and couldn’t help but chuckle. He’s out cold. I’ll ask him tomorrow.”

“I can ask him. If you’re worried about me being alone with Damon, I’ll be mindful of that in the future,” Nyla assured him.

Oliver glanced at her, speaking softly. “Nyla, I do have some selfish reasons for not wanting you to be alone with Damon. But I also want to be involved in Buddy’s growth because I’m serious about marrying you.”