Chapter 91

"There's no reason!" Cameron snapped, brushing off any explanation.

Nellie's nails nearly dug into her skin. "Is it because Greta's going to the ball with you?"

Cameron flinched, caught off guard for a split second, but he quickly regained his cool. "Nellie, for an event like that, your sister is just more fitting."

Nellie clenched her fists tight. To Cameron, she seemed forever stamped as someone lacking depth and pedigree. She would always be someone without a proper background or education.

Even as a world-renowned fashion designer now known as Miss Nathalie, Cameron's bias still tapped into her old insecurities that bubbled beneath the surface.

Fueled by defiance, she reassured herself. 'It's his loss, Nellie. It's not that you're not worth it. It's his poor judgment.'

piercing look, she challenged him, "Is

her intense gaze, Cameron couldn't quite hold her stare.

Greta, why did

in headlights. Facing the fire

yesterday. I wanted to make it up to you by inviting you to the ball... But your sister wanted to go too, and you

was the kind that

her laughter. "Nellie, I know I've messed up. How about I give you

her last life. The guests were power players from elite circles. Cameron, being a junior, had to toast with them and inevitably got tipsy, thanks to his low tolerance. Nellie had to step in, drink after drink,

never showed

a bit lost. Nellie's eyes always seemed too intense,

of him, Nellie casually peeled off her gown and tossed it in the trash. "You really are something, Cameron. You planned to take two women to a ball... What you think

frowned. "I heard you maxed out my

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