Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

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.'

her fists and strode gracefully toward Cameron. With a piercing look, she challenged him, "Is it really because Greta's more

hold her stare. "What else could

why did you drag me into this mess today? What

froze like a deer caught in headlights. Facing the fire in

mom yesterday. I wanted to make it up to you by inviting you to the ball... But your sister wanted to go too, and you know, she's now a fashion designer. The people at the ball could be important clients for her.

was the kind that sent

know I've messed up. How about I give you some money to go shopping?

to attend the ball before in 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

Cameron never

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

tossed it in the trash. "You really are something, Cameron.

frowned. "I heard you