Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 239

Kristina was left speechless. She stood her ground with an air of authority. "Maybe you have a point. But my money is off-limits for her." Seeing no other option, Cameron relented, "Alright, Mom, I'll do as you say. Is that good enough?"

Satisfied, Kristina nodded approvingly.

Kristina went through her assets. She held onto just her retirement home and passed everything else to her son, Cameron. As Cameron accepted these assets from Kristina's unsteady hands, a weight of responsibility settled on him. He mentally reminded himself, 'Cameron, you've got to rise above this, no matter what.'

Once out of the hospital, Cameron dove headfirst into his work. He let go of the fashion brand he and Greta had built together. With his mind clear of romantic distractions, he saw things as they were: Greta's designs couldn't hold a candle to Nathalie's, and Nathan had already cornered the networking resources.

He realized the fashion industry was no longer an option for them. So, he turned to his specialty-artificial intelligence. Another reason for this choice was that it was Nathan's playground, too. Cameron had fallen because of Nathan, and he intended to reclaim his pride there.

Defeating Nathan was his path to redeeming his self-respect.

all potential business partners, undeterred by their

media returned to singing his praises: [Only he could fall from the heights and

his half-brother, and Nathan battling it out for supremacy in Al. This is gonna be

on Nathan," remarked someone with a

giants Nathan, the new and

At Rowland Corporation, Nathan

in perfectly tailored black suit. He gazed down at the cityscape, a cigar

he mused, releasing a smoke ring with an

nearby, slightly bowed, showing utmost deference to Nathan. "Mr. Nathan, you mentioned Mr. Cameron-we thought we'd buried him, yet

with a casual air, "Cameron, I can't help but envy you for having such a good

than ours, being around longer.

if rough."