Chapter 64
Should she really be grateful to him?
Nellie often found herself pondering: if Cameron hadn’t come into her life, where would she be now? Would she still be stuck at the bottom rung of society, or would her stubborn determination have carved out a successful path for herself?
For the longest time, she saw Cameron as her savior, and she almost worshipped him like a god. But now, after having experienced life’s ups and downs and having helped countless orphans and widows, she started to question everything.
She even began to resent his so–called rescue. His ulterior motives didn’t deserve her respect. He wasn’t a philanthropist, he was a con artist. This was the unspoken pain that gnawed at Nellie’s heart.
Divorce was looming on the horizon.
The next morning, Nellie showed up at the Dawson family villa, dressed simply and without makeup, looking a bit worn from a sleepless night.
There was already a luxury car worth millions parked out front. Greta, carrying a bunch of gift bags, had arrived ahead of her.
Greta rang the doorbell, and the housekeeper Marian answered, surprised but pleased to see her. “Greta, Mrs. Dawson was just saying how long it’s been since you visited. Speak of the devil!”
Greta handed her a gift bag with a smile. “Marian, this is for you.”
Marian beamed. “Greta, you never forget to bring gifts for everyone, even the staff. You’re too kind.”
She welcomed Greta inside warmly. Meanwhile, Nellie and Lizzy watched from a taxi parked nearby. Lizzy couldn’t help but mutter, “She’s getting all chummy with her brother–in–law’s family. Her intentions are crystal clear.”
Nellie chuckled. “You’re too young to worry about romance and all that drama.”
Lizzy grabbed a document bag from the seat. “Let me take care of this delivery. You don’t need to deal with those unpleasant folks.” “Alright, Nellie agreed.
Inside the Dawson’s living room, Kristina and Cameron were on the couch. Cameron quickly got up to help Greta with the heavy bags, gently scolding her, “You really didn’t have to bring anything. You shouldn’t be lifting heavy stuff, Greta.”
Greta gazed at him fondly. “Cameron, I found some lovely fabric and made clothes for you and your parents. With the New Year and all those parties coming up, I want you all to look your best.”
Kristina put down her mug with a sigh. “Greta, you’re always so thoughtful. It’s a shame Cameron wasn’t lucky enough to marry you. Truly a missed opportunity.” She shot a disappointed glance at Cameron. “I still don’t understand how a CEO like you could marry such an unsuitable woman out of gratitude. Look at what she’s done–running off without a word. It’s maddening.”
Cameron’s face darkened at the mention of Nellie.
Kristina continued, “It’d be best to just divorce her and be done with it.”
Cameron replied, “Mom, Nellie has been good to both Greta and me. Divorcing her would make me look ungrateful and could hurt the company. Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
