Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex Novel

Chapter 1033 Nyla had wanted to discuss things properly with Mason, to make him open up slowly and tell her the truth. Now, she felt the urgency to figure out how that money had come about as soon as possible. She rarely spoke so sternly to Mason, so he was startled and dropped the block on the floor. Mason's eyes were red, but he stared at Nyla defiantly, refusing to speak. Nyla pressed, "Buddy, who is this master of yours?" Why would they give Mason so much money out of the blue? "I won't say!" Mason responded firmly. Nyla's brow furrowed in anger as her patience wore thin.

"If you don't tell me, I'll take away all your electronics starting today." Mason yelled, "I hate you, Mommy! You're not the loving mommy you used to be anymore!" After shouting, he spun on his heel and ran upstairs. Moments later, the slam of his door echoed through the villa. Hearing the commotion, Damon emerged from the study and walked into the living room. He saw Nyla standing there, visibly upset. "What happened? Did you fight with Buddy?" he asked. She nodded, her voice tight with frustration. "I asked him about the money again.

He accidentally let it slip that he has a 'master.' I think that's who's been transferring money to him." She paused before adding, "You're right. We need to get to the bottom of this." Just the thought of someone transferring so much money to a five-year-old made Nyla's heart lurch with unease. What did the other person want? Damon hugged her to comfort her. "Don't worry too much. I've already asked for this to be looked into we'll find and out about it soon "Besides, I thought about it. If the other party is willing to give Buddy so much money, they probably aren't trying to deceive him.

"Don't fret about it. For now, let's focus on keeping Buddy safe." His calm demeanor seemed to soothe Nyla, and she sighed. "You're right. Starting tomorrow, I'll keep Buddy at home with me. I don't have any work right now, so I can watch him closely. Once we've figured everything out, we can decide what to do next." Damon hummed in agreement. Upstairs in Mason's room... Mason walked into the bathroom with his phone and dialed a number. After a few rings, the call connected, and a young man's voice echoed. "Buddy, what's wrong?" Mason sniffled.

"Master, I might not be able to talk to you for a while." "Why are you crying? What happened?" the young man asked. "My mom found out about the money in my account. I accidentally let it stip about you. Now she wants to take away all my electronics," Mason explained. The man on the other end of the call paused before speaking. "The money is yours. You earned it. Didn't you tell her that?" "I did, but she doesn't believe me..." Mason whined. "I see. Well, for now, just do as your mom says. Don't worry-we'll see each other soon," the man reassured. "Really?" Mason widened his eyes in disbelief.

He had been under his master's wing for two years but had never met him. His master had always said they would meet one day, but Mason had always assumed he'd need to grow up first before that could happen.