Cameron looked at the surveince and watched Greta hit the ground. He watched himself storm over to Nathalie and, without a second thought, pped her hard.


    Cameron''s face turned sour as if he''d just swallowed something rotten. His earlier bravado vanished in a heartbeat. He stared at Greta, utterly shocked.


    Greta, avoiding his eyes, looked anywhere but at him.


    Annoyed, Nathalie snapped at both Cameron and Greta, "You two are a couple of loose cannons."


    The officer shook his head, equally frustrated, "Cameron, as you can see, your wife tried to frame Nathalie. Yet you went ahead and hit her without knowing the facts. Now Nathalie is pressing assault charges, and we have no choice but to take you in." With hard evidence against him, Cameron had nothing to say. He red at Greta, his usual gentle gaze now tinged with disappointment. "Greta, why would you do that?"


    Terrified by his cold stare, Greta dropped to her knees and pped herself, tears streaming down her face. "Cameron, I''m sorry, I''ve dragged you into this mess."


    "I never meant to hurt anyone. I just wanted Nathalie to get a taste of her own medicine, to feel what it''s like to be wrongly used. I honestly thought she''d change her ways, but it all backfired."


    Ah, so that was what happened. Cameron''s icy demeanor thawed just a little. He helped Greta up, with a hint of resignation, "Greta, I don''t me you. You were just trying to defend me."


    Relieved by his forgiveness, Greta let out a breath she didn''t know she was holding.


    Nathalie, though, was floored. She''d just witnessed what it truly meant to be favored.


    But Nathalie wasn''t about to let things slide. She pointed at Greta and told the officer, "I want to press charges against her, too."


    Cameron immediately got defensive. "Nathalie, stop acting like a rabid dog and going after everyone. Greta hasn''t harmed you. What could you possibly charge her with?"


    Nathalie smirked, "For nder. She used me of something I didn''t do."


    Cameron shouted, "That''s ridiculous!"


    The officers, trying to suppress their amusement, gently advised Nathalie, "We understand you''re upset, Nathalie. But Greta''s health isn''t great, and her actions don''t meet the


    criminal threshold. We''ll just give her a warning."


    Reluctantly, Nathalie backed off.


    Cameron, on the other hand, exhaled a heavy sigh of relief.


    Nathalie watched him closely, realizing just how much more he cared for Greta than himself. Suddenly, she had a change of heart. Instead of indirectly going after Cameron, why not target his beloved directly? She approached Greta and said, "I might forgive your man, but you''ll have to make a deal with me."


    Greta, desperate for a way out, replied, "Name it, and I''ll agree."Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Nathalie said, "I want to take Mom with me."


    Greta looked confused. "You''re doing this out of kindness?"


    A mischievous glint appeared in Nathalie''s eyes. She recalled


    condition had deteriorated into mental instability and severe


    something from her past: Pet


    paralysis, leaving himpletely dependent. Even then, his temper was as fiery as ever.


    The caregivers couldn''t handle his outbursts and quit one by one. Greta, the pampereddy she was wasn''t equipped to handle caretaking, so she convinced Miranda to take on the responsibility of looking after Patrick.


    Miranda stuck with it until Patrick passed away.


    If she took Miranda away, the duty of caring for Patrick wouldnd squarely on Greta. Nathalie was curious to see if Greta, the spoiled heiress, would lower herself to tend to Patrick''s most basic needs.