Chapter 262
“Are you okay, Cameron?”
Inside the car, Tara looked at the emotionally turbulent Cameron with concern.
“I’m fine,” Cameron took a deep breath and responded.
“Do you know Mr. Zimmer?” Tara couldn’t help but ask.
Cameron’s current state hardly seemed like that of someone who was “fine“.
“I don’t know him.” Cameron’s inner anger was barely contained.
“You don’t know him? Then what are you doing here?” Tara was puzzled and worried about Cameron.
At that moment, a hostess in a red dress approached and knocked on the car window. “I’m sorry, is private property. You can’t park here.”
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The hostess knew that those invited to the banquet were wealthy or noble, driving cars worth over a million. Tara’s Mercedes–Benz C–Class clearly didn’t fit the guests‘ profile.
“Private property?” Cameron’s eyes grew colder at the mention.
Tara rolled down the window, apologizing, “I’m sorry, we’ll leave immediately.
After speaking, she whispered to Cameron, “You must have the wrong place. This is Max Zimmer’s private villa area. Let’s leave quickly.”
“This is my home,” Cameron stated as he stepped out of the car.
His voice was so soft that Tara couldn’t hear it clearly.
“Cameron, what did you just say?” she asked.
However, Cameron was already walking toward Max’s villa.
“Cameron, come back! You can’t go in without an invitation!” Tara called out anxiously.
But Cameron didn’t look back.
“Sir, you can’t enter without an invitation!” The hostess tried to stop him.
Cameron’s gaze was filled with murderous intent. It froze her in place. She quickly spoke into her microphone, “A young man is trying to enter the villa. Stop him when you see him!”
Cameron heard every word, but it didn’t slow him down. He ascended the stairs, step by step, toward
the villa’s main entrance.
Images from his 11th birthday, the first time his mother brought him to Yrando and this house, flooded his mind. It was the happiest birthday of his life. It was also the last one. He remembered his mother’s words when she brought him here.
Chapter 262
“Do you like this house, Cameron?
“When you grow up, if you ever tire of life in a big family, come live in Yrando. You can build a family of your own and live here. But I believe my Cameron will grow into a great man. I believe in you!”
“Mom…” Cameron’s eyes brimmed with tears.
His fingers dug into his palms, but he was oblivious to the pain.
He kept walking up the stairs, the villa’s door getting closer.
“Mom, your son has grown up. I haven’t let you down. I’ve become a great man and can protect you now. Can’t you see it?”
“Halt, please show your invitation!”
As Cameron reached the last step, a security guard’s stern voice broke his reverie.
“Invitation?” Cameron looked up and met the gaze of the security guards with his cold eyes.
“Yes.” The guard elaborated, “Today is Mr. Zimmer’s birthday celebration. Without an invitation, no one is allowed in!”
“Not allowed in without an invitation?” Cameron laughed at the notion, but his laugh was tinged with
bitterness.
He wondered why he would need an invitation to his home.
“Step aside!” Cameron’s shout was filled with a formidable intent.
