Cameron left, his steps heavy, like every stride cost him something.

Greta''s tears spilled over in an instant, pain crashing through her as if she''d been shot-raw, blinding, and uncontroble. Suddenly frantic, she ran after him, grabbing Cameron from behind, clinging to him with everything she had, pride forgotten. Her voice trembled as she begged, "Cameron, I don''t want to be apart

from you."

"You don''t understand," she choked out. "Since you left, I haven''t had a single happy day. It took me so long to find you again. I''m not letting you go."

Cameron froze mid-stride, caught off guard. For a moment, he just stood there, motionless. Then his phone rang-Nina''s ringtone, their daughter''s name shing on the screen. The spell broke. He shook Greta off, rough and abrupt.

Her weak body went flying, crashing hard against the floor. Her head hit the wall with a sickening thud.fn5639 Chapters first released on Find~Novel/fn5639

She let out a strangled cry.

Cameron looked down at her, noticing blood oozing from between her fingers. Greta''s wounded, pleading eyes only made his frustration re.

He walked over, slow and stiff, and reached out to pull her up.

Greta, still crying, looked up at him through tear-blurred eyes. "If you''re set on leaving, then go. But Cameron, if you walk out now, we''re done. For good."

Cameron nced at the blood on her forehead. "Get that checked at the hospital," he said, then turned and left without looking back.

Greta broke down, sobbing uncontrobly.

Cameron could hear her cries as he walked away, his brows knitting in frustration, regret twisting inside him.

Still, he didn''t turn around. Nina''s ringtone kept ying, her daughter''s voice pulling him home.

Vincent Estate.

Mrs. Vincent was determined to bring Morris closer to the family, so she made her intentions clear: "Tell everyone-no exceptions. We''re having a family dinner tonight. Cancel all other ns."

The daughters-inw exchanged uneasy nces. The second

daughter-inw couldn''t help butin, "Mother Morris has barely spoken to us ince he got back It''s like he doesn''t even see us. And now we''re supposed to have a big dinner for him? He probably won''t even care."  s

The matriarch''s face darkened.

Shannon quickly realized she''d

overstepped. The olddy''s

vel

favoritism toward Morris was impossible to miss. She shot a discreet look to the third

OTRAS

daughter-inw, who put down her snack, straightened her makeup, and said coolly, "Mother, he doesn''t even share ourst name. What''s Morris to the Sharp family, really? want us to ept him, maybe he should start by taking the family name."  s

The matriarch nodded. "You''re right. Nathan''s home now-it''s time he got a proper name."

Her gaze cut across the room like a knife, her presencemanding. "Tonight at dinner, we''ll all discuss what name suits your nephew best."

The daughters-inw had no choice but to agree. "Yes, Mother."

The matriarch turned to the fourth daughter-inw. "Have you and Jackson sorted things out?"

The woman''s eyes dulled, and she looked down. "Which issue do you mean, Mother?"

"Is it true what Nathan said? That Jackson has a mistress?"

The fourth daughter-inw bit her lip. "I looked into that girl, Makinley. She''s just a student Jackson is sponsoring. There''s nothing inappropriate between them. Nathan must have gotten it wrong."

She was lying, but for the sake of her own future, she forced herself to

ept her husband''s affair. If Jackson was exposed, the Sharp family him and she''d lose everything too.  s

For would turn their backs on