Ex-husband Unmasked He’s a Billionaire?

Cameron entered the lobby of the Yrando Andura Bank and took a number from the machine.

"Cameron, why are you walking so fast? Tell me you're not really in love with Laura?" Tara followed behind, almost breathless from the pace.

"Dr. Smith, do you still want me to accompany you to your class reunion?" Cameron turned around to tease her with a faint smile.

Tara quickly stuck out her tongue playfully and responded, "Okay, okay, I'll stop."

Cameron shook his head helplessly. He felt that Tara really loved gossiping.

"By the way, Cameron, I remember there's a branch next to the hospital. You didn't need to come all the way here just to withdraw money, right?" Tara looked puzzled.

"I need to withdraw a large amount," Cameron explained.

"How much are you planning to withdraw?" Tara asked curiously.

"Ten billion dollars," Cameron said quietly.

"Ten billion... What, Ten billion dollars?" Tara's eyes widened in shock.

She quickly covered her mouth to stifle her exclamation as she was astonished by the amount of money Cameron was withdrawing.

"Cameron, you're not joking, right? Don't you need an appointment to withdraw ten billion dollars?"

Tara quickly realized the seriousness of the transaction.

"No need." Cameron smiled slightly.

As a premium credit card holder, he didn't need an appointment to withdraw money at any bank. However, ordinary branches simply didn't have that much cash on hand, hence the need to visit the main branch.

"Is that so? Are you some kind of undercover billionaire?" Tara's curiosity was piqued even further.

She looked into Cameron's eyes and saw a flicker of amusement.

"No." Cameron shook his head.

"So you're just wealthy then? Seriously, who are you?" Tara grew even more curious.

Cameron turned away, indicating he wasn't going to answer.

"Come on, just tell me," Tara teased as she followed closely behind him.

She really wanted to know!

Just then, a mocking laugh echoed from the entrance of the lobby.

"Ah, look who it is! Isn't this Tara, the beauty of our class? What's this I hear about chasing a guy? Have you developed a taste for handsome men lately?"

With the latest LV handbag, a woman in a tight skirt and heavy makeup walked into the bank arm-in-arm with a man in a neatly pressed shirt.

Tara turned around with her brows furrowed tightly. "Hayley?"Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Yo! I'm truly honored that our class beauty still remembers me," Hayley said with a smile, though her eyes were filled with hostility.

Back in high school, not only was Tara the beauty of their class and the school but she also excelled academically, attracting the interest of numerous male students. One of them had been the object of Hayley Sanders's unrequited love.

When Hayley confessed her feelings, she was coldly rejected, while he continued to write love letters to Tara. Of course, Tara never reciprocated, as she was focused solely on her studies and had no interest in dating anyone.

This only made Hayley more jealous of Tara's looks and achievements. She had even once thrown Tara's study materials into the trash in a fit of jealousy, only to be caught and punished by a teacher. Since then, her resentment towards Tara had only grown.

Her intention in attending the high school reunion was to embarrass Tara and to show her that she had surpassed her in every way, including having a wealthy boyfriend.

"You were my deskmate, of course, I remember," Tara replied politely.

She could feel Hayley's animosity and knew that Hayley had always seen her as an enemy, even sabotaging her school supplies.

However, Tara didn't want to start any conflicts as she believed everyone had grown up and left the past in the past.

However, just because Tara felt this way didn't mean Hayley did. Seeing Tara in what appeared to be a submissive state, Hayley felt even more triumphant.

She glanced at Cameron, who was standing by Tara's side. In her eyes, he was just another unremarkable man, except for being somewhat tall and handsome.

She let out a sarcastic smirk on her

heavily made-up face as she said, "I heard in our class group that our famous class beauty has found

herself a boyfriend. Is it him? He net

doesn't look very impressive. They say he's a pretty boy, but he might not even qualify to be called 'pretty'. Why has your taste gone so bad after all these years?"