Nathalie looked furious. "Benjamin, if anyone''s talking nonsense because of a fever, it''s you. Just because I''ve let the Rond family stick around for a few more days, you think you can lecture me?"


    Benjamin was caught off guard.


    "Nathalie, are you seriously not going to let the Rond family off the hook?"


    "Were they involved in the attempt on Nathan''s life? Yes. Did they abuse him? Yes. The Rond family deserves to fall apart."


    "Nathalie, if you go through with this, Morris won''t be on your side. Using his influence to destroy the Rond family-aren''t you worried he might resent you?"


    Nathalie was taken aback.


    Despite her fierce nature, she still had some rationality. Everything she did was in Nathan''s best interest. If tearing down the Rond family was against Nathan''s wishes, she certainly didn''t want to oppose him.


    Frustrated, she hung up on Benjamin and kicked the back of a chair hard.


    Dominick was so startled he almost jumped out of his seat, then quickly settled back down.


    "Dominick, if I were to tear apart the Rond and McCoy families, do you think Nathan would me me?"


    Dominick thought it over. "It''s hard to say."


    "What do you mean?"


    "The boss definitely hates the Rond family. But given his cleverness, if he wanted revenge, he could easily get it. Yet, he lets the Rond family run wild, which suggests he doesn''t n to wipe them out."


    Nathalie''s expression darkened.


    Her resolve to crush the Rond family into ruins began to waver again.


    "You make a good point."


    The secret strategies Nathan left Nathalie for dealing with the four great families included crushing blows for the Dawson and Stewart families, but only minor restraints for the Rond and McCoyo families.


    "In that case, let''s leave them be, let them have their fun a little longer."


    Dominick asked her, "Boss, shall we head to the bar?"


    Nathalie asked, "What do you think is Cameron''s real reason for wanting to see me?"


    Dominick replied, "Maybe he''s begging for your mercy, maybe he wants to discuss Nina''s custody, or maybe he''s suddenly realized that you''re still the one he loves most..."


    Nathalie nearly burst outughing.


    "Cameron is someone who cherishes his pride. Asking for help would be worse


    for him than dying," she dismissed the first possibility.


    "And he definitely wouldn''t fall for me. If he''d had even a bit of affection over the


    years, he wouldn''t have let Greta bully me so thoroughly."


    "But the custody issue with Nina, that seems possible."


    Nathalie instructed Dominick, "Let''s go to the bar."


    After getting the bar''s address from Benjamin, Dominick, with the help of


    navigation, sessfully found the small, hidden pub in the city.


    Standing in front of the rundown pub, Nathalie couldn''t help but feel a bit sentimental, never imagining that someone like Cameron would end up in a ce like this.


    Once she shook off the moment, she stepped inside.


    The pub was cramped, with three booths by the window and six more scattered around the main area. Cameron was sprawled miserably on one of the booth seats, with Benjamin taking care of him amid a mess of vomit on the floor,