Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Drake stormed off, his anger radiating with each step.

Reaching his car, he kicked the door hard in frustration. The action brought little relief, so he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.noveldrama

"Put a hold on the collaboration between MK and the Kinsey Group. Don't move forward until I return," he commanded.

Whatever the person on the other end said only fueled his fury.

"Do as I say! I'll take full responsibility for any consequences!" he growled before abruptly ending the call.

Breathing deeply to suppress his rage, Drake yanked open the car door and sped away.

...

Two hours later, Damon pulled up to a luxury hot springs resort.

Nyla's face lit up with delight as she turned to him. "I've always wanted to visit this place, but you've been so busy with work that I never mentioned it."

Damon smiled. "Spencer recommended it. I might have to give him a raise when we get back."

In the back seat, Mason's curiosity was piqued-he'd never been to a resort before.

As the family exited the car, a valet approached them promptly.

"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Sumner! We've prepared a shuttle to take you to your accommodations. Shall we send your luggage directly to your room?"

"Yes," Damon replied. "The bags are in the trunk. And please take care of parking the car."

"Of course. Right this way, please," the valet said, gesturing toward the resort entrance.

A golf cart awaited them inside, ready to shuttle them through the property. Once

they boarded, the driver navigated the cart through beautifully landscaped

gardens adorned with cascading waterfalls and rolling artificial hills.

Mason's fascination was evident as he pointed enthusiastically. "Mommy, Daddy, doesn't that over there look like a cow's head?"

Nyla followed his gaze and smiled. "It really does."

Damon raised an eyebrow. "I think it looks more like an elephant's head."

Mason squinted. "How does that look like an elephant?"

"Look at the whole area as one shape," Damon explained. "Doesn't it resemble an elephant?"

After a moment of study, Mason nodded. "Oh! Yeah, I see it now."

He

admiration. "Wow, Daddy,

amazing! I wouldn't have

if

you hadn't pointed it out.

Pleased, Damon smiled. "Of course. I'm your dad, after all."

Nyla laughed. "Alright, you two can stop hyping each other up now. Where are we going first?"

"This resort has several natural hot springs," Damon said. "Let's soak in one first."

Mason clapped his hands in excitement. "I want to! I've only seen hot springs on TV before!"

Damon's grin widened. "I've rented the entire resort for us. You can soak in every spring if you want."

After a ten-minute ride, the cart stopped in front of a traditional-style villa.

As they disembarked, a staff

member approached with a warm

smile. "Welcome, Mr. and Mrs.

Sumner! l guide you to the dressing

area. All the springs and pools are available for your private use

BUMS

"Just a reminder-we recommend limiting each session to no more than two hours. If you feel lightheaded or experience a rapid heartbeat, please step out and rest immediately."

"Thank you. We'll manage from here," Damon said politely.

"Of course. If you need anything, there's a service button by each spring," the

staffer added with a polite bow before departing.