Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 145

Cameron might have technically won, but it sure didn't feel like it. He managed to keep his assets intact, but the victory seemed hollow.

Greta and Kristina were over the moon, their cheers and high-fives echoing around them. Greta, unable to resist, approached Nellie with a faux-sympathetic smile, saying, "Nel, I told you, didn't I? You shouldn't have tried to take on Cameron." Nellie, however, wasn't the least bit downhearted. In fact, she seemed almost delighted as she shot back, "Do you really think you've won here?"

Her eyes drifted to Cameron standing a little way off, looking like he'd just lost his best friend. She allowed herself a small, knowing smile. "Greta, does he look like a winner to you?"

Greta turned to see Cameron, head hanging and shoulders slumped, the very picture of defeat. She'd never seen him like this, and an uneasy feeling crept over her.

And sure enough, the media circus that erupted post-trial was relentless. They rallied around Nellie, using some seriously harsh words to put Cameron in his place.

That particularly bold reporter from earlier wasn't holding back now. He went for the jugular, "Mr. Cameron, Nellie says you committed marriage fraud and bigamy. Care to explain yourself?" Cameron looked like he'd been caught in the spotlight, discomfort written all over his face. "There's nothing to explain. My lawyer will handle this."

you mixed up the cutthroat world of business with being a husband?" Cameron shot him a deadly glare. It was obvious. The reporter was

you represent?" Cameron's voice was cold,

was a direct threat, but the reporter wasn't fazed. "After ditching Nellie, are you planning to marry Greta, your supposed true love? And

seems to say it

charges sticking would be

fault was bad, but so was saying nothing. Cameron felt like a caged animal, frantic for a way

there was no way

desperation, he finally snapped. In a flash of rage, he grabbed the reporter's camera and smashed it to the floor. The camera shattered with a loud crash. Cameron, eyes blazing, glared at the reporter, only to see Nellie standing behind him, her face lit up

washing over him, snapping him back

wondered how Nellie, with no power or influence, dared to sue him. She knew about the