Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 113

After Nellie left, Nathan casually told the servant, "Can you pour me some tea?"

The servant paused, a bit taken aback. "Tea?"

Nathan, always known for his refined tastes, had never been one for something as simple as tea. The servant wondered if he had heard correctly. Nathan's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Yeah, today I'm in the mood to try it out."

"Alright then," the servant said, scratching his head as he walked away, still puzzled.

Soon enough, the servant returned with a steaming cup of tea. Nathan took a sip, savoring it. "Not bad at all," he mused, looking quite pleased.

he pulled out his phone and, breaking his usual routine, posted on social media with a cheeky message: [Making money off women is a breeze.] And then, in a strange twist, he made the post

of confusion. He had always thought Nathan was a bit naive, but now he seemed as crafty as an snake. Meanwhile, at the Dawson residence, Nellie walked in and found Cameron sitting

didn't you?" he snapped, clearly having seen Nathan's

past him, heading

pushed Nellie onto the sofa, looming over her with his towering presence. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Nellie, even if you sold your soul, Nathan would never hand over

her neck. His handsome face registered pure disbelief. "He actually gave it to you? How on earth is that possible?" Recalling Nathan's boastful post, he stared

at his beck and call from now on." Cameron was furious, his anger boiling over. "Nellie, you are my wife! How can you serve another man

smirk. "Taking care of him gets me something worthwhile. What have I got from serving you, aside from losing out?" Cameron was

him and headed upstairs with confident

you to call off whatever deal you made with Nathan.