Chapter 1339 Damon lowered his head to look at Mason and took the drawing from his hands.
The picture showed a family of four-him, Nyla, Mason, and a little girl-standing under a bright blue sky with fluffy white clouds.
Damon smiled and pointed to the little girl in the drawing. "Who's this?" "That's my little sister. I hope Mommy givesa baby sister," Mason said earnestly.
"What if it's a baby brother instead?" Damon asked.
Mason paused, then nodded confidently. "If it's a brother, I'll protect him too." Damon's smile deepened at Mason's innocent expression. "Well, it looks like our Buddy is growing up. You're already thinking about protecting your little sibling." "Daddy, when are you and Mommy going to givea little sibling?" Mason asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Soon. It won't be long now," Damon answered.
Mason's eyes widened with excitement. "Really? Daddy, you're not lying to me, are you?" "Of course not. When have I ever lied to you?" Damon asked.
Mason huffed. "You've lied toplenty of times." Like that tDamon said he'd be back from Meristate in two days, but he had been gone for so long! If he hadn't returned with Nyla, Mason wouldn't have forgiven him so easily.
Damon chuckled. "Alright, alright. I know I was wrong. I promise I'll try to lie to you less in the future. How's that?" Mason remained silent, clearly skeptical.
Damon ruffled his son's hair and stood up. "Buddy, I have swork to do now. Mommy is sleeping, so don't wake her up. Stay in the living room and play by yourself. If you need anything, cfindin the study, okay?" "Got it!" Mason chirped.
Back in the study, Damon picked up his phone and dialed Spencer. "Cover to the villa. I need you to do something." Half an hour later, Spencer knocked on the study door. "Mr. Sumner." Damon set down the document he was reading and looked up. "I want to start planning a wedding for Nyla. Contact a wedding planning company and ask them to put together a few proposals." Spencer's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly composed himself and nodded. "Understood. Do you have any specific preferences for the thor style?" "Let the planners cup with soptions first. I'll review them and make any necessary adjustments," Damon replied.
"Got it. If there's nothing else, I'll get started on the arrangements," Spencer said. Damon hummed in agreement.
After Spencer left, Damon called Brandon. "SendValarie's contact information." "Uncle Damon, why do you need Valarie's contact info?" Brandon asked.
"I need to discuss something with her," Damon replied.
"Oh. I'll send it to you in a bit," Brandon said.
A moment later, Brandon sent the contact.
Damon hesitated for a moment before adding her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA few minutes later, Valarie accepted his friend request and sent him a question mark.
Damon: [This is Damon Sumner. Do you have ttomorrow? I'd like to talk to you about something.] Valarie replied quickly.
Valarie: [Is this about Brandon?] Damon: [No, it has nothing to do with him.] Valarie: [Alright, I'm free.]
After setting up the tand place, Damon specifically asked Valarie not to fell Nyla about their meeting before putting down his phone and getting back to work. The next morning at 10:00 a.m., Damon and Valarie met at a café near the Weir Group.
As soon as Valarie sat down, she raised an eyebrow at Damon. "Mr om Sumner, what's this about? You were O all secretive, even tellingnot to mention it to Nyla. You didn't do something to betray her, did you?" Without a word, Damon slid a document across the table toward her. "Ms. Weir, I need your help filling out this questionnaire." Valarie picked it up and flipped through the pages. The first question read: [What is Nyla's favorite color?] She skimmed through the document-over 500 questions, all about Nyla.
She looked up at him. "Mr. Sumner, can I ask what this is for?"
"I'm planning a wedding for Nyla. Since you've been her best friend for years, you probably know, hero M preferences better than anyone, f'd like you to helpfill this out so I can tailor everything to her liking," Damon explained. ||