With a huff, she added, "It''s all she has ever wanted." And with that, she strode out, leaving the room in silence.


    Kristina, fuming, hurled her coffee cup to the floor, and shattered it. Cameron just stood there, shell-shocked, watching Lizzy make her exit.


    It wasn''t until Greta nudged him with a reminder. "Cameron, what did Nell deliver to you?" that he snapped back to the present. He eagerly ripped open the envelope and pulled out the papers inside. His face darkened the moment he read the bold words: "Divorce Agreement." It felt like a p, and from someone he considered beneath him, no less. It sent his blood boiling.


    Kristina and Greta exchanged worried nces, noting his shift in mood.


    "Cameron, what''s in that envelope?" they asked, concern tinged with curiosity.


    "A divorce agreement," Cameron managed, almost grinding his teeth into dust.


    "Divorce... agreement?" Kristina echoed, stunned. She never imagined her docile daughter-inw would have the guts to leave Cameron.


    After a moment of stunned silence, Kristina, her pride wounded at the rejection of her beloved son, mmed her hand on the coffee table.


    "Who does she think she is, asking for a divorce? If anyone''s going to do that, it should be the Dawson family!" she fumed.


    Greta soothed her, "Kristina, don''t be upset. Nellie isn''t looking down on Cameron; she probably just wants to step aside for me and Cameron. She''s always known her ce. She knows she''s not a match for him."


    Kristina''s anger cooled a bit. "You''re right, Greta. Nellie has no reason to look down on Cameron. He''s the best she could ever dream of. She just wants to step aside for you and Cameron. That is just like her, always the martyr."


    Despite her words of praise for Greta, Kristina was hesitant about her son marrying someone so frail.


    "Kristina, so you''re okay with them divorcing?" Greta asked, barely containing her excitement.


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    Kristina replied evasively, "Cameron divorcing now would impact the newpany''sunch. Cameron, tell Nellie we''ll revisit the divorce issue


    Cameron nodded, still in a funk.


    By noon, Nellie returned to the hotel, worn out from working all night on the dress. She copsed into bed and immediately fell asleep.


    Meanwhile, Lizzy, clutching the suit Nellie had made for Nathan, hurried to the Rond estate.


    The Rond family was the top financial power in the Capital, and had tight security. Lizzy exined to the guard, "I''m here to deliver a


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    The guard called the butler, who scrutinized Lizzy, "Miss, who is your friend, and what''s in the package?"


    Lizzy held the package firmly, "Just tell Mr. Nathan that Miss Nathalie has a gift for him. He''ll understand."


    The butler frowned, "Nathalie?"


    "Who''s Nathalie?" his gaze turned suspicious.


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