Chapter 1320
Cameron felt a pang of uncertainty. Sensing his unease, Sophie immediately asked, “Dad, what kind of
sweet talk did she spin you into that you’re suddenly having second thought?”
Usually, Cameron would meet all her demands. Nothing was too much for his spoiled princess. So why
was he pleading for Eleanor now?
“Dad, please don’t tell me you’ve been bewitched by her beauty. That would make her the worst kind of
woman!”
“Don’t talk nonsense, there’s only ever been one woman in my life, your mother.”
Eleanor couldn’t help but scoff at his words. Living off her mother’s wealth, raising Sophie with it, now
he declared his undying love for another woman right in front of her. It was ludicrous.
Cameron didnt see Eleanor’s derisive smile. All he could hear was the heart-wrenching sobbing from
the other end of the phone, “Dad, whatever reason you have for defending that tramp, you need to get
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This kind of threat always worked on Cameron, even when Sophie was a child. He turned back to
Eleanor. He knew she was his own flesh and blood and felt a degree of guilt, but compared to his
beloved Sophie, Eleanor meant nothing to him. So, he begrudgingly agreed, “Fine.”
Sophie’s crying quieted, but she added one more condition, “Make sure Larson records it all. I need to
see it over and over, to rid me of this anger!”
To please his darling Sophie, Cameron agreed to her request. After hanging up the phone, he tossed it
to Larson, “Turn on the camera, record everything.”
Then, Cameron turned to Eleanor, “I can’t disappoint my daughter for you. So, I’m sorry, Elena…”
Hearing his words, Eleanor just laughed coldly. Cameron didn’t give her a chance to respond, lunging
forward. But before he could reach her, Eleanor grabbed his wrist, pulling him over the edge of the boat
with her.
If she was going down, he was going down with her. At least she could get some revenge for her
mother.
Cameron hadn’t expected Eleanor to pull him into the sea. The moment they splashed into the water,
he was momentarily stunned. He quickly recovered, looking at Eleanor with wide eyes. She was
holding onto his wrist, not intending to let go. It was clear she wanted him to go down with her.
Cameron held his breath, struggling against Eleanor’s grip.
However, he was stronger. He pried her fingers off his wrist one by one, then pushed her deeper into
the sea.
Eleanor reached out towards him, but Cameron just looked back at her. He paused for a moment, his
eyes meeting hers. Then, without a backward glance, he swam to the surface.
Eleanor was supposed to have died as a baby. He was just sending her to join her mother and sister.
He was doing them a favor by reuniting them. There was nothing wrong with that.
As she watched his retreating figure, Eleanor remembered an old saying: A father’s silhouette is as
towering as a mountain. It was true. Her father’s silhouette was indeed towering, but terribly cold and
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Her hand slowly dropped, and the surging waves began to pull her down deeper. Exhausted and out of
strength, Eleanor could only watch as the water closed in around her.
What a lousy life she’d led.
She never experienced the love of her parents, forced to fend for herself from a young age. Then she
thought she would marry her first love, but a car accident and amnesia had torn them apart, even
taking her life prematurely. And just when she thought she’d found happiness with a man who’d helped
her, he’d been forced to put her through a death experience… Maybe the universe was finally showing
her some mercy, lending her sister’s life to let her live a little longer, letting her know that Bernard truly
loved her.
But now that she’d experienced that, it was time to take back the borrowed life. So, the universe had
sent her own father to finish her off.
But what about the child in her womb? The child hadn’t even had the chance to see the world yet, and
now it was being taken away with her, And what else… what else was there?
Eleanor slowly closed her eyes, succumbing to the darkness…