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.

Cameron emerged tougher. He approached all potential business partners, undeterred by their mocking and dismissive attitudes. Despite the challenges, he got his company

he

battling it out for supremacy in Al. This is gonna

betting on Nathan," remarked someone with

the stage was set with the three Al giants Nathan, the new and old heirs of

At Rowland Corporation, Nathan

suit. He gazed down at the cityscape, a cigar in hand,

that refuses to die," he mused, releasing a smoke ring with an almost

Nathan. "Mr. Nathan, you mentioned Mr. Cameron-we thought we'd buried him, yet he's bouncing

help but

foundation than ours, being around

if rough."