Cameron''s face went through a whole spectrum of colors, from ghostly pale to a deep flush in no time. Nathalie couldn''t help but feel a smug sense of satisfaction at the sight of his deted expression.


    As he touched his burning cheek, the sharp sting jolted Cameron back to reality, making him realize just how harsh he''d been with Nathalie. Regret tugged at him. "I''m sorry."


    Nathalie shot back with a sarcastic grin, "Cameron, are you having a split personality moment or what? One second, you''re throwing insults; the next, you''re apologizing. With mood swings like that, maybe you should check yourself into a mental health clinic." Cameron was taken aback; he''d never seen Nathalie look at him with such disdain or use such cutting words. Had things between them really gone beyond repair?


    "Nathalie, just take it easy. I''lle by another time." Cameron couldn''t bear to be in the same room with her anymore. Her words pierced him with shame.


    He wanted to bolt, but Nathalie wasn''t about to let him off easy. "Cameron, I didn''t expect you to still have the nerve to stand here."


    Cameron stiffened, his expression darkening as he looked at her. "Nathalie, are you clinging to Nathan just to get back at me? You''re underestimating me and overestimating him. That kid''s no match for me."


    Nathalie chuckled, "Cameron, having confidence is great, but don''t fool yourself. You''re only standing tall in the Capital once again because of your mom''s retirement fund."


    Cameron''s face went ashen. "Nathalie, don''t get too smug. In the end, it''s the winner whoughsst."


    "I''ll be watching."


    Cameron staggered out.


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    Nathalie nced around the hospital room, which had been transformed into a kitchen, a balcony, a bedroom, and a living room. Cameron had really gone all out to keep her confined. Her phone was gone, leaving her without a shred of evidence of her captivity. What on earth was she going to do?


    Meanwhile, at Pulse Technologies, Nathan was giving Regan and his daughter Ashley a tour of the


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    He observed the cutting-edge technology at Pulse, amazed that their production tools were five years ahead of thepetition. Thepany''s incentive schemes and wages were way above industry standards and were the stuffof envy. Employees who developed new skills could earn bonuses that promised financial freedom.


    Regan couldn''t help but sigh in admiration; no wonder thepany had surged past itspetitors in just a few years and was closing in on the industry giants.


    Ashley was also impressed by Nathan''s business acumen. She found herself falling head over heels for him. She made a snap decision. "Dad, let''s ditch the partnership with the Dawson family."


    Regan looked at her, puzzled. "Sweetie, we need to think this through."


    Ashley pouted, "Oh,e on, Dad, can''t you see? Cameron''s time is up, and Nathan''s going to take over. Plus, I like Nathan, and he''s going to be your son-inw. Whose side are you on?" Regan burst intoughter.


    However, when he turned, he noticed Nathan seemed distracted, staring intently at the door.