Reborn From Oblivion

Cameron parked his car along the riverside on Riverbank Road, then stepped out and leaned against the bridge, letting the cool breeze wash over him. He stood there, quietly reflecting on his years with Greta.

The miraculous thing was, once Cameron's love-tinted view of Greta shattered, he saw her in a whole new light. He realized his taste might not have been as sharp as he'd thought. Greta, after years of battling illness and medication, had become thin and lacked the curves typically associated with femininity. Her constant use of medication left her with a pale complexion and a frail frame, stripping away the youthful beauty and allure, leaving only a pitiable sight.

As Cameron looked inward, he understood that his love for Greta was more about a childhood bond that had grown deep within him and turned into an obsessive habit of doting on her. He held onto a promise he'd made when he was young. "I'll love you forever, treat you well always, and never let go of your hand." But he forgot that everything changes with time.

After receiving a kidney from Nathalie, the once innocent girl got a new lease on life, which only fueled her greed and desires. Without the strength to chase her ambitions, Greta drew from Cameron's energy like a parasitic vine. She managed to grab honors and wealth that outweighed her abilities, while Cameron lost his rightful recognition, wealth, and even his family ties.

Kristina had once called Greta a parasite, and back then, Cameron had been defensive. But as he stood by the river now, tears of regret fell as he whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't listen, and look where it got me."

The emotional upheaval was like a storm that tossed Cameron from the heights of a wave to the ocean floor. It took him days to steady himself again. He returned to the grind to fight once more. But this time, not for Greta.

He was out for revenge for his mother's death. And to turn around the mess his life had become.

Cameron set up shop in the Rowland Corporation, yet used his standing as the eldest Dawson grandson to lure many of Dawson's clients over. Despite his tarnished reputation, his undeniable talent and the backing of the formidable Rowland Corporation allowed him to operate behind the scenes, minimizing the damage to his personal brand. His old clients were eager to work with him again.

After Cameron snatched yet another

project from Griffin, Griffin finally noticed something was off. He erupted in a meeting. "What's going on here? Why is our performance this month so terrible? The worst we've ever seen!"

His assistant filled him in, "Mr. Dawson, all our secured orders this month have been taken by your son."

"My son? He's the company's biggest beneficiary; why would he steal orders?"

"Not your younger son, Mr. Dawson. It's Mr. Cameron."

Griffin's eyes widened. "Cameron? What?"

He never saw Cameron's comeback coming. "How did he pull this off?"

"Mr. Dawson, Mr. Cameron has

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joined Rowland Corporation as their Vice President of Marketing. He's been working with Benjamin and has taken all our projects." Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Griffin turned pale as his assistant nervously added, "Mr. Dawson, if this keeps up, Dawson Internationat

might soon be staring downo bankruptcy."

After a long pause, Griffin sighed heavily. "Get Cameron on the phone. Tell him I want to meet."