GoodNovelChapter 283
Greta scoffed, "Cameron, do you really think your dad cut you off because you messed up?"
"What else could it be?" Cameron replied with a hint of indifference.
"Con, it's obvious your dad's got a soft spot for that mistress of his. He's been plotting to raise her status for
ages. Your divorce was the perfect excuse to chip away at your influence, then he pressured your mom to leave
with nothing, and now he's grooming his illegitimate kid to take over."
Cameron's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe how accurately Greta had pieced together the situation
with such sharp insight.
Noticing his slight change in demeanor, Greta pressed on, "Look at me, Cameron. No matter what | do, my dad
would never abandon me. That's what a real father's love looks like. Maybe your dad never truly cared for you
from the start..."
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Cameron drifted into deep thought. Greta's words felt like they had unlocked a flood of jealousy and anger within
him, leaving him seething over his father's betrayal and abandonment.
His fists clenched, veins popping on his forehead. After a moment, he relaxed his grip. "My dad's always been
straight-laced and honest. It was my divorce from Nathalie that set him off."
"Let's hope you're not putting your trust in the wrong place. Remember, Cameron, it's wise to be cautious of
others, even if you mean no harm," Greta advised.
Cameron's eyes were hollow and numb.
Satisfied with how her words had stirred things up, Greta let it be and settled in for a peaceful night's sleep.
The next morning, Cameron didn't join Greta for the usual hospital visit to see Patrick. Instead, he got himself
ready and drove his new car over to Dawson International.
The security guard at the entrance looked surprised to see him. "Mr. Cameron, what brings you here?" he asked,
stepping up to block Cameron's path.
Cameron locked eyes with him. His voice was cool as ice. "Am | not allowed up?"
The guard hesitated, trying to be diplomatic. "Mr. Cameron, are you here for your father? He hasn't arrived yet.
Maybe you could wait here for him?"
Cameron's expression darkened. "Do | need permission to enter my own company how?"
The guard stammered, "That's not what | meant..."
"Then step aside," Cameron commanded.
The guard stood firm.
"Mr. Dawson, you're no longer with the company, and you'll need a pass to cand go. Please, don't make this
hard for me."
Cameron was once the president of the company. He's used to being treated with the utmost respect. Now, he
was being stopped by a
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security guard and it was infuriating.
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Just then, Griffin and Justin entered, laughing and chatting like a picture-perfect father-son duo.
Cameron watched them intently, his fists clenching until his knuckles turned white.
The guard greeted them cheerfully, "Mr. Dawson, Mr. Justin."
Griffin and Justin looked up and were taken aback to see Cameron there.
The icy chillin Cameron's eyes made his presence impossible to ignore. Griffin couldn't pretend be didn't see
him. "Cameron, what are you doing here?"
Cameron stared back, his eyes filled with a storm of emotions. But he stayed silent.
Griffin shifted uncomfortably. "Cameron, are you short on cash? Tellhow much you need, and I'll have the
finance team send it over..."
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