Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

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.

guards were caught off guard, one of them muttering, "Why didn't

glare. Unfortunately, his anger was all show, and

his

to see you. It's

through the speaker, cool and dismissive. "I'm busy. Tell him to

the phone from the guard, yelling, "Nathalie, I

Nathalie rushed down the stairs. From a distance, she could

she asked, arms crossed as she kept her distance

said, ignoring the disdain in her eyes

hide her disgust, pinching her nose. "Spit it

deeper red. "Sorry,

get on with it,"

alone, then sheepishly said,

asking

cash flow. I promise I'll pay you back with high