Chapter 792

Stewart Manor.

Cameron drove up to the gates of the Stewart family estate, his car coming to a haphazard stop by the roadside. He stumbled out, making his way to the guardhouse with a bit of a swagger. "I need to see Ashley," he declared loudly.

The two guards exchanged a look, clearly puzzled. It wasn't every day they saw a man so unapologetically drunk, boldly demanding to see someone.

"Which Ashley are you talking about?" one of them asked.

Cameron didn't answer. Instead, he staggered to the side and began to throw up.

The guards conferred quietly. "Isn't this the ex-prince, the eldest miss's former husband? I heard their split was pretty nasty. Bet he's here for Ms. Nellie," one surmised.

"Let's ring up Ashley from the main house," the other suggested.

A few minutes later, Cameron, having finished his impromptu vomiting session, returned to the guardhouse. "I meant Vivian, your eldest miss," he clarified at last.

off guard, one of them muttering, "Why didn't you

staff, shot him a fiery glare. Unfortunately, his anger was

his

a guy here to see you. It's Cameron, your ex." His

cool and dismissive. "I'm busy. Tell him to

from the guard, yelling,

about their daughter, Nina, Nathalie rushed down the stairs. From a distance,

she asked, arms crossed as she kept her distance from

the disdain in her

didn't bother to hide her disgust, pinching her nose. "Spit

hesitated, his face turning a deeper red. "Sorry, had a bit too

on with

alone, then sheepishly

in disbelief. "You're serious? You're asking me for money? Have you lost your mind,

bit embarrassed. "I really need some cash flow. I promise I'll pay

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