Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 236

"Nell, why are you hitting the books so hard?"

"Because that's the only way to land a good job. Then I can earn enough to repay you for your kindness."

"You really don't need to work that hard. I could take care of you forever, you know."

The maid almost dropped the porcelain she was holding in shock. She couldn't believe Mr. Dawson was laying it on thick with Nellie. His attentions felt forced, almost mechanical.

Luckily, Nellie was too innocent to notice Cameron's hidden agendas. She chirped back, "Cameron, I'll cherish your kindness forever. But spoiling me like this isn't truly good for me; it could actually harm me. I might get lazy, waste my best years, and end up drifting through life without purpose."

Cameron rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. He was surrounded by women who tried to please him, playing the role of virtuous saints who claimed to be uninterested in money.

Nellie, who came from nothing, should have been just as ordinary. So, he figured her independence had to be an act.

laid his cards on the table. "Nellie, an old friend saw your photo and thinks you might

feet, her face as white as a sheet. If

shook as she spoke, "Cameron, she must be mistaken. I'm an

Cameron frowned, clearly irritated.

the so-called flaws of the working class. He refused to dive into the

to do. I need to go," Nellie said, making a quick

clear enough to dodge whatever fate had in store. But, ever persistent, Cameron slammed the door shut on her path to freedom. The next day,

...

For what felt like

came to a screeching

to, shame burned through him

had he been so

lumped her in with the other women

wasn't because she had feelings for him or wanted more from him.