Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 92

Cameron's face tightened. "You really don't need to worry about what they say..."

Nellie let out a sarcastic laugh.

Cameron frowned. "What did I say that's so amusing?"

Nellie replied, "When those rumors are about me, you expect me to just suck it up. But if they were about Greta, would you tell her to do the same?"

She tossed the credit card onto the floor and strode away. As she walked off, her voice rang back, clear and sharp. "You're pretty generous buying my sister a dress." Cameron stood there, rooted in place, her words leaving him feeling ashamed. Had he really only been defending Greta and never considering Nellie's feelings? As he watched Nellie's retreating figure, her nonchalant attitude towards him inexplicably got under his skin.

Back in her bedroom, Nellie flopped onto her bed, eyes closed, trying to relax. Suddenly, her phone rang with a familiar tune, prompting her to answer almost instinctively. "Hey! The fashion week gala is happening tonight. You've been sent a special invite. Are you going?" Lizzy's cheerful voice chirped through the phone. Without missing a beat, Nellie answered, "Absolutely."

Why wouldn't she go? She wanted to show Cameron that what he thought of as a gift was something she could easily have on her own.

Just a joke to

me a dress. Make it the most

"Are you planning to make a killer impression? I'll

heard Cameron's car pulling out of the driveway. She stood by the large window, a sly, cold smirk tugging

gala was still hours away, but there was Cameron,

the International Club,

elite's pre-gala for fashion week. They were a striking pair, drawing

Ms. Greta are such a perfect

a shame that Mr. Dawson wanted to

en

became the evening's most

his old love while staying true to his wife-it's rare to