NovelEnglishChapter 267
As Cameron let out a sigh of relief, a wave of shwashed over him. He couldn't help but think, 'If Nathalie
were in my shoes, she'd handle this mess with way more grace than | ever could.
him, sobbing her heart out.
Barely managing to stand, Cameron dragged himself out. Kristina and Griffin were waiting for him outside. As
soon as Griffin saw Cameron's bedraggled and worn-out look, his eyes turned cold and dismissive. Kristina,
however, rushed over and threw her arms around "What on earth happened? How did you end up in this
situation?" Kristina demanded, pounding her fists lightly on his chest.
Cameron gently pushed her away and shakily approached Griffin. "Dad, I'm innocent," he pleaded.
Griffin's response was curt and indifferent. "Well, at least you're out now. From here on, keep your head low and
avoid making enemies of the wrong people."
Keep your head low? That was a bitter pill for Cameron to swallow, given his pride.
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He turned away, refusing to meet Griffin's gaze. With a weary glance, Griffin said, "Your mom and | have split.
The assets are sorted. You're an adult now, so it is tto stand on your own feet. Stop coming to us every time
something goes wrong." Cameron stared at his mother, stunned, while the despair in Kristina's eyes cut deep
into his heart.
"Why?" Cameron asked, his voice thick with anguish.
Griffin answered, "What do you think? | need someone capable to take over. Look at you. Ever since Greta came
into your life, you've been acting completely irrational, like you're possessed. Even ancient kings made better
decisions! A foolish king might lose a kingdom, but | can't let Dawson International crumble under your watch.
I've got to support my other son for the role and give him a proper standing."
Cameron was left speechless.
Griffin turned and left without another word, leaving Kristina and Cameron standing there, unsure of what to do
next.
Unable to face his mother, Cameron turned and walked away, his steps heavy with shame.
Kristina watched his dejected figure retreat, her sobs growing louder. Her cries echoed in Cameron's ears, tearing
at his heart. "Mom, I'm sorry," he whispered to himself.
By the tCameron made it home, night had fallen. Greta had prepared a sumptuous dinner to welchim
back. However, the sight of Greta brought a look of fear to Cameron's eyes. He acted as if he'd seen
ghost.
Greta didn't hesitate. She rushed to him and hugged him tightly. "Cameron, you're finally back! You have no idea
how tough these days have been for me. | begged my
parents and even Nathalie to help
You
Thank goodness you're out
now; all my efforts paid off."
Hearing her words, Cameron's hardened heart began to soften. He reached out, gently stroking Greta's thin,
weary back. "You've been through a lot," he murmured.
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Greta helped him out of his coat, her
tenderness like a blooming flower.
"I've drawn a hot bath for you. Go relax a bit. When you're done, a hot will be ready. Dinner's almost
done."
"Okay," Cameron replied, his voice flat, as he made his way to the bathroom.
The faint aroma of herbal bath salts filled the air as Cameron sank his tired body into the warm water, feeling the
comfort surrounding him.
This warmth was a gift from Greta. Yet, on his way home, he'd been thinking of distancing himself from her. He'd
been so foolish.
Greta hadn't done anything wrong. Why should he push her away?
"Greta, could you grabsclean clothes?" Cameron called out, letting go of the barriers he'd built. He was
ready to be at ease with her once more.
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