Chapter (5)
Ch. I Woke Up 5 I Woke Up 5
Chapter 5 Cameron Finley
“Everyone, this is our daughter, Fiorella. From now on, she’s part of our family. Fiorella, welcome home!”
As Sandra spoke, she bent down and wrapped her arms around Fiorella. Her tears fell.
For the first time, Fiorella felt warmth like this.
“Mom,” she blurted out.
When Sandra heard it, the tears came even faster.
The crowd erupted, clapping and cheering.
“Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Huerta!”
“This girl looks just like one of you.”
“Just give her time. She’ll learn and grow into a proper lady.”
Fiorella was surrounded by praise, but Jamila’s face twisted in anger.
“She got lucky this time. Next time, she won’t slip away so easily,” Jamila thought bitterly.
Sandra led Fiorella through the crowd, introducing her to the guests. No one judged her clothes. They treated her with respect.
“She must be the real daughter. You can just tell,” someone murmured.
For people used to deception and power plays, Fiorella stood out—innocent, direct, and clear-minded.
And with the knowledge she carried from her past life, she handled each conversation with ease.
The way she spoke earned praise and admiration. Gradually, she won them over, and they stopped paying attention to how she looked.
Just as she thought the night would end peacefully, footsteps echoed behind her. A voice broke the quiet. “Mrs. Huerta, congratulations on finding your daughter!”
Sandra turned, surprised.
“Mr. Finley? I didn’t expect to see you here. Your schedule must be packed. What an honor! Fiorella, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Cameron Finley.”
The name hit Fiorella like a shock.
She froze, wondering why Cameron was here.
The Finley family was legendary. Their forefathers helped build the nation, and the men of the family became soldiers or businessmen. One of Cameron’s uncles was even said to be a general overseas. Their business spanned industries across the globe.
A few years ago, they came to Iriebury, ready to put down roots.
Born into power, Cameron had seen storms since childhood, learning to stay composed no matter the crisis. People respected him.
By adulthood, he followed family traditions and joined the military. With unmatched skill, he dominated battlefields, earning the title “God of War.”
Even after leaving the army and joining the family business, his approach stayed the same—swift, ruthless, and unforgiving.
His name alone struck fear.
Even the Huerta family meant little to Cameron’s family.
“Why? Shouldn’t he still be serving?” Fiorella mused.
In her past life, Cameron had never come to this party. It was years later, after his return and Jamila’s relentless pursuit, that Fiorella had heard about him.
Unease crept in.
She didn’t care about the other guests. Cameron was the last person she wanted to see.
It was because, in the future, he would wipe out the Huerta family.
Then he would take their place as the richest person in the city.
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