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Chapter 2066 By the time the car arrived at the Southern mansion, most of the maids had fallen asleep. Mahina
opened the door for Cameron, and the latter hastily went into the courtyard after getting out of the car.
However, little did she expect that she would run into someone.
The surroundings were dimly lit, and the light that came from the house had given her the chance to see who the
person was in front of her. Cameron‘s heart skipped a beat, and she froze. Looking at the scantily–clad woman with
heavy makeup, Waylon fell silent.
Cameron covered her face with her hand, and her palm was filled with sweat.
She had forgotten that Waylon was staying in their house. “M—“When Mahina saw Waylon, she was so shocked that
her soul nearly left her body. She rushed forward and covered Cameron with a jacket. “Miss, this is Mr. Goldmann.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe‘s Mr. Southern‘s friend.”
Waylon frowned. He gazed at the woman‘s half–covered face and chuckled. “Since when Mr. Southern Sr. has a
daughter?” “She isn‘t Mr. Southern Sr.’s daughter. She‘s Mr. Southern—“. “I‘m Cameron‘s lover,” Cameron said,
pitching her voice. “Cameron doesn‘t allow me to show myself in front of everyone. I thought everyone should be
on their beds now since it‘s in the middle of the night.”
Mahina chimed in. “Yeah, Mr. Southern rarely lets anyone know he has a lover.”
Waylon nodded. He then looked at Mahina and asked, “Where is Mr. Southern? He hasn‘t come back yet?”
Mahina froze for a moment before replying, “He‘ll be back soon. Mr. Goldmann, why are you looking for Mr.
Southern?”
“Well, there is something I want to ask him about,” he said as he glanced at Cameron. “May I know your name,
miss?” Cameron pressed down the nauseous feeling and continued in a sweet voice. “You can call me Iris Torres.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she tugged at Mahina.
Mahina got in front of her and said, “I‘m sorry, Mr. Goldmann. Ms. Torres is tired, so I‘ll send her back to the room
to get some rest first.”
Waylon did not stop them and allowed them to walk past him.
He turned his head around to look at Iris, and he did not know why but he felt that he had seen her somewhere
before.
The next day...
Daisie, Waylon, and Sunny were having breakfast. When she couldn‘t see Cameron, Daisie bit her spoon and asked,
“Where is Cameron? He hasn‘t woken up yet?” Laughing, Sunny explained, “He‘s always like this. I‘ve gotten used
to it. You guys don‘t need to care about him.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Cameron came downstairs. She was still wearing a high collared shirt and looked
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmas graceful as always. “Am I your son? If I die from starvation, no one is going to carry on your lineage.”
Sunny snorted. “Do you think it‘s any different from my situation now?”
She pulled the chair and took a seat. Looking at the scrumptious breakfast on the table, she said, “We used to eat
very little during breakfast. It‘s only because of you guys that our table is finally filled with food in the morning.”
Sunny frowned. “Can you just keep your mouth shut and eat your breakfast?” Daisie remembered her family when
she saw their interaction. They always bickered, but this was what made them family. Waylon lifted his eyelids and
smiled meaningfully. “I remember someone came to look for Mr. Southern last night.”
Cameron froze. She lifted her head and met Waylon‘s gaze. Sunny looked at her and asked, “Who?” “Ahem, it‘s a
friend of mine...” Waylon then went forward and exposed her. “I thought Ms. Torres is your lover? Why has she
become just a friend all of a sudden?” Before Cameron could say anything, Sunny stared at her. “Ms. Torres? Who
is she? Why haven‘t I seen her before?”
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