"Is it because he was harassing me?" Cam asked softly.


    Connor nodded slightly, confirming her suspicion.


    "I took him to Vegas for a few days. At first, he won millions, but then he got hooked on gambling," Connor said nonchntly, as if he were recounting a story that didn''t concern him.


    His tone had a hint of indifference.


    He added, "As for losing his entire fortune, that''s on him."


    Cam felt a mix of emotions.


    She knew everything Connor did was for her, and Steven didn''t deserve any sympathy. But she was worried about the drastic steps Connor had taken.


    "I''m worried about you. What if he finds out and tries to get back at you?"


    Connor chuckled softly, his gaze tender as he looked at her. "They''re just small-time yers, not worth worrying about. I''m fine."


    "Do you want to keep walking around?"


    Cam took a deep breath, linked her arm through his, and shook her head. "Let''s go."


    They left the bustling casino and returned to their hotel room.


    "Are you hungry?" Connor asked as he poured Cam a ss of water.


    "Not really, I had a big lunch," Cam said. She was tired from the day''s activities and sat motionless on the sofa.


    Connor noticed her weary look, walked over, and gently sat beside her, drawing her into his arms.


    "Been a long day, hasn''t it?" he whispered.


    Cam nodded, leaning on his shoulder.


    "Why did you bring me to Fernwood Valley?" she asked softly.


    Connor was silent for a moment, then gently took her hand, his deep gaze locking onto hers.


    "Do you know Ray?" he asked quietly, a barely noticeable tension in his voice.


    Cam lifted her head, nodding slightly, waiting for him to continue.Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    Connor took a deep breath and began slowly, "He''s my grandfather, my biological grandfather."


    The air seemed to freeze around them, so still that only their heartbeats were audible.


    Cam felt as though she was suddenly transported to a frigid snowyndscape, cold from head to toe. Her expression stiffened, her eyes staring nkly ahead as her mind became a tangled mess of thoughts.


    She had thought Connor was merely


    the


    his


    stately uneasy.


    a famous artist; even status as a wealthy heir had made


    her


    She was just a poor girl, clueless about the world of high society, never having thought to step into it.


    Now, Connor was telling her not only


    was he a wealthy heir but also a


    t of a traditional, top-t


    aristocratic family. Content Belongs


    The kind she had only heard about in TV shows and novels, never having encountered in real life.


    Cam felt dizzy, as if she were living a bizarre dream.


    She couldn''t imagine the vast difference between her and Connor, a gap fear


    that filled her with Co


    and unease.


    She didn''t know how to face this reality or manage their rtionship. She wanted to escape, to flee from this overwhelmingly oppressive truth. Connor saw the look on Cam''s face, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.


    He knew this news was too shocking for her, and he tightly gripped her hand. "Cami, listen to me..."


    Cam stared at Connor, her eyes filled with aplex mix of shock, unease, and confusion.


    She slowly withdrew her hand, her voice trembling slightly, "I want to go home..."