Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron)

Cameron reached out to Nathan the moment he got his hands on the cash. [Mr. Nathan, I need to talk to you about the debt between you and my wife.]

Nathan was chilling at a club bar, embodying the carefree spirit of youth, engrossed in lively chats about life's dreams with a bunch of equally cocky young men.

He was all too happy to respond: [I'm at the bar, swing by.] He sent Cameron his location.

Before long, Cameron walked in. He pushed open the door to find Nathan sprawled out on a couch, looking like he'd had a few too many, his expression slightly buzzed.

There was Nellie, his wife, taking care of Nathan with a gentle touch. She dabbed a napkin at his lips and thoughtfully draped his jacket over him, probably to keep him from catching a cold. She was so practiced, it seemed like looking after Nathan was second nature to her.

Even though Cameron had been there for a while, Nellie acted like he was invisible and had not acknowledged him in the slightest.

Cameron went pale, his steps unsteady. His fists clenched so hard his nails almost broke the skin. "Nellie, what are you doing here?" he asked in a low voice, his tone filled with reproach.

Nellie paid him no mind, but a nearby colleague filled him in, "Didn't you know? Nellie is Nathan's personal assistant. Taking care of him is part of her job."

Only then did Cameron realize that Nellie was different today. In a white blouse and black trousers, she looked elegant and sharp, her slim figure perfectly highlighted. There was an air of grace and intelligence about her. She was the picture of a confident, professional

woman.

Cameron was momentarily taken aback. He had never seen this side of Nellie before. She was striking, and he found himself unable to look away.

Nathan's eyes narrowed slightly. "Mr. Dawson, I'm not interested in installment plans."

Cameron was shocked. Nathan had snagged Timeless Cycle at a steep price, then flipped it to Nellie at double the cost, tying her down with a sky-high breach of contract fee. He was the quintessential capitalist, ruthless and efficient.

"Mr. Nathan, you're raking in money faster than a mint. Aren't you worried about using up all your luck too soon and making your life tough later on?" Cameron said with a sarcastic edge.

Nathan chuckled. "I'll take that as a compliment."

Cameron tried to negotiate. "I'll offer you a billion. Hand Timeless Cycle back to me."

Nathan replied, "Timeless Cycle is hers now. Whether she sells it to you is up to her."

Nellie looked at him intently. "You know I've got my eyes set on Timeless Cycle. I suggest you let it go."

Cameron's handsome face showed a flicker of anger. "Nellie, since I'm footing the bill, Timeless Cycle should be mine."

In his rush to make amends, he forgot that they were still married.

Nellie stood tall, her voice dripping with disdain for Cameron. "You might as well give up. I'm not doing this deal."

Cameron seethed, "Nellie, I've already helped you clear a massive debt. What's the harm in giving me this stupid locket?"

Nellie suddenly burst into a sad, mocking laugh. "Oh, Cameron, you're planning to use this locket to win over your old flame, aren't you? All that talk about cutting ties with Greta and sending her abroad was just to appease, wasn't it?" Cameron looked panicked, his gaze darting around.

Nellie said, "Good thing I stopped believing you a long time ago."