Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron)

Seeing the fire in Cameron's eyes, Nathan couldn't help but crack a smile, which was more dazzling than roses open overnight in spring. But to Cameron, it was just plain annoying. Nathan always seemed like a sly fox to him. Out of the camera's view, Cameron grabbed Nathan by the collar and slammed him against the wall with a force that only seasoned strength could muster. Eyes bloodshot, he barked, "I knew it! Ever since Nellie got back, she's been acting different. Did you put her up to me?" Nathan started off with a playful, harmless demeanor, but it shifted quicker than a summer storm. His handsome face took on a dark, menacing edge.

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Before Cameron knew what hit him, he felt a cold grip around his neck, like he'd been caught in a vice. He couldn't breathe, couldn't move. In a flash, Nathan had him on the ground, his foot firm on Cameron's chest. Cameron stared up in disbelief. "You're quite the fighter!"

In their world, competition was fierce. Everyone knew who aced their grades, who was the martial arts king, and who had the sharpest mind. They knew each other's strengths like the back of their hands. Cameron had never heard of Nathan being exceptional at anything, but Nathan's display just now left him stunned, like he'd stumbled upon a shocking meme.

In their circles, Jake was the martial arts champ, but even he might not hold a candle to Nathan's skills.

Nathan crouched down, eyes as cold as a snowstorm. "Cameron, I don't like being touched. Try it again, and it won't end with just a fall."

He lifted his foot, letting Cameron scramble to his feet. Cameron was still swirling with confusion and anger. "Nathan, you still haven't answered me. Have you been seeing Nathalie all along?" Nathan seemed momentarily lost in thought.

Had he really been involved with Nathalie? Maybe yes, maybe no. It was a question with no easy answer.

Cameron took his silence as

confirmation, feeling like he'd

uncovered a secret. "Nathan, I can't

believe you'd go for a woman who's

been divorced and grew up in the

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slums You're just using her innocence to get back at me. Poor Nathalie is so easily swayed by sweet talk... To think you'd stoop so low just to one-up me."

Nathan stared at Cameron with a pitying gaze. "Cameron, you've only got half the story..."

Cameron was stunned for a moment, then a mocking smirk spread across his face, confident in his belief. "If she knew she was just a pawn in your game against me, she'd regret leaving me. She traded a diamond for a pebble."

Nathan's handsome face twitched. "Cameron-" he started to retort, but was cut off by the director's call.

"Nathan, Cameron, it's time to gather."

The recording dragged on into the night, and the weather took a nasty turn, unleashing a raging storm. The show's guests found themselves stuck on the mountain.

The mountain's harsh climate was

unforgiving, with temperatures taking a nosedive at night. Clad in just thin shirts, the guests shivered in the cold. The farmhouse

accommodations were basic a net

best, with drafty windows and simple meals-a far cry from what these rich guys, pampered and allergic to dust mites, were used to. They all counted the minutes until they could head back down the mountain.