Chapter 266
Cameron's eyes widened in shock, completely floored by what he'd just heard. Nathalie was like a specter,
forever shadowing him. Why couldn't she just let go? Why wasn't it enough for her after everything she'd put
him through?
The guy standing next to him continued, "You know, your ex-wife is something else. When she was younger, she
begged on a bridge but refused to eat food thrown on the ground or pick up change. She went hungry for two
days until someone finally gave her a proper meal. She bet you couldn't handle two days of that. | thought she
was underestimating you, but it turns out she was spot on. You couldn't even make it a full day before picking up
the piece of bread off the ground. Looks like she won." Cameron's face twisted as if he'd tasted something awful.
It was beyond words.
Patting him on the shoulder, the guy added with a smirk, "You are just just sad."
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Cameron's expression darkened even more. He spit out the bread that was stuck in his mouth, suddenly finding
it completely tasteless.
The guy stood up and said, "By the way, that bread had my urine on it."
A wave of nausea hit Cameron, and he started vomiting, desperate to get every last bit of that bread out of his
system. His face turned all sorts of colors, and his neck swelled as he heaved, looking utterly defeated.
The guy just laughed. "Your ex says you were born with a silver spoon and never had to face the real world. You
always thought you were above everyone. She wantedto give you a reality check." Laughter erupted all
around them.
"Rich kids just got lucky with birth. They're just a bunch of softies, really."
"What's he got besides a pretty face? Nothing but hot air."
As the taunts faded, Cameron found himself crumpled on the ground, feeling utterly beaten. A single tear slipped
down his cheek. He touched it, surprised to find his fingertips wet. He was stunned that he'd been reduced to
tears. The humiliation he faced today was enough to break even his strongest defenses.
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Cameron started to grasp what Nathalie was trying to prove with this whole setup. He had mocked her once
sneering at her for her slum upbringing, for begging. Only now did he realize how those offhand jabs could cut so
deep.
Finally ready to face the reality of his past with Nathalie, Cameron realized he had always seen himself as
superior and more refined. Now, he saw that his so-called refinement was nothing more than an illusion crafted
by his privileged background. Without his family's safety net, he wasn't even as resilient as Nathalie.
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Not even close.
As the night drew on, rain began to fall. Cold and hungry, Cameron stared out through the bars, feeling utterly
hopeless. He didn't sleep a wink.
"Nathalie, why do you despiseso much?" he wondered aloud. "How far does your anger need to go before
you're satisfied?"
The defiance and stubbornness in his eyes finally gave way to a deep confusion. He was itching to get back
home, to dig into Timeless Cycle and find sanswers.
"Cameron." A voice broke through his thoughts. An officer stood at the door. "Your family posted bail. You're free
to go."
Cameron let out a heavy sigh of relief.