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.

something unexpected 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,

crafty as an snake. Meanwhile, at the Dawson residence, Nellie walked in

he snapped, clearly

past him, heading straight upstairs

grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Nellie, even if you

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 Nellie in disbelief. "How

him away angrily and sat up straight. "How much do you think I have?" she retorted with a mocking laugh. "But I did promise to be at his beck and call from now on." Cameron was furious, his anger boiling over. "Nellie, you are my wife!

something worthwhile. What have I got from serving you, aside

past him and

after her, "Nellie, I want you to call off