Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 35

In prestigious circles like the Rowlands, McCoys, Dawsons, and Sharps, family heads were seasoned veterans with an uncanny knack for reading people. Getting their nod meant you were a strong contender for the family business mantle someday. The Dawsons had once pinned their hopes on Cameron, but now, with Carter in the spotlight, the line of succession at Dawson International seemed anything but clear. Watching Carter soak up the limelight and chat animatedly with the bigwigs made Cameron feel the heat of looming competition. His face darkened, and it stayed that way.

And sure enough, trouble comes in threes. A teasing voice broke through, "Hey, has our dear Cameron lost his edge?"

Cameron turned to see Benjamin, his good buddy, approaching with two glasses of Scotch. Handing one over, Benjamin said, "Cameron, don't say I didn't give you a heads-up. Tossing aside your steady partner for a fleeting crush was a rookie move. Now look, you've practically rolled out the red carpet for your rival. See how he's winning the big shots over?"

Cameron shot back, "Look who's talking. Aren't you in a similar jam? I heard your brother's back in town."

Benjamin scoffed, "He's just a rookie. He's not worth fretting over."

"A rookie, huh? But Mason and Theo back him, and as long as he stays out of trouble, your position could be shaky, Benjamin."

Benjamin's eyes darkened, and his grip on the glass tightened. "Both Grandpa and father are getting up there in age. You know, once someone steps down, their influence fades."

shook his head. "They say older is

new generation surpasses the old. Right now, the Rowlands are running the show, and my folks are

chat was cut short by a sudden stir in the banquet

"Wow, he's stunning!"

I've

be a celeb brought in to jazz things

celebrity has that kind

entrance in a sleek black suit, standing a solid six feet tall. His youthful yet composed aura set him apart, with handsome features that exuded a

their delight as they made a beeline

long?" Mason playfully

was worried sick. But look at you. You've not only bulked up but also shot up! Ha, it seems like you've had a pretty good year."

Mason interrupted, "My grandson."