Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 126

Cameron reached out to Nathan the moment he got his hands on the cash. [Mr. Nathan, I need to talk to you about the debt between you and my wife.]

Nathan was chilling at a club bar, embodying the carefree spirit of youth, engrossed in lively chats about life's dreams with a bunch of equally cocky young men.

He was all too happy to respond: [I'm at the bar, swing by.] He sent Cameron his location.

Before long, Cameron walked in. He pushed open the door to find Nathan sprawled out on a couch, looking like he'd had a few too many, his expression slightly buzzed.

There was Nellie, his wife, taking care of Nathan with a gentle touch. She dabbed a napkin at his lips and thoughtfully draped his jacket over him, probably to keep him from catching a cold. She was so practiced, it seemed like looking after Nathan was second nature to her.

Even though Cameron had been there for a while, Nellie acted like he was invisible and had not acknowledged him in the slightest.

Cameron went pale, his steps unsteady. His fists clenched so hard his nails almost broke the skin. "Nellie, what are you doing here?" he asked in a low voice, his tone filled with reproach.

paid him no mind, but a nearby colleague filled him in, "Didn't you know? Nellie is Nathan's personal assistant. Taking care

she looked elegant and sharp, her slim figure perfectly highlighted. There was an air of grace

woman.

side of Nellie before. She was striking, and he found himself unable

narrowed slightly. "Mr. Dawson, I'm not

the cost,

mint. Aren't you worried about using up all your luck too soon and making your life tough later on?"

"I'll take that

a

Whether she sells it to you is

him intently. "You know I've got my eyes set on Timeless Cycle. I

anger. "Nellie, since I'm