Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 374

Cameron wore a stern expression as he dropped Nathalie and Nathan back at their place. Nathalie was living in a stylish single-family townhouse in the heart of the city, thanks to Nathan.

Seeing the expensive villa, Cameron couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. He had once been the high-flying prince of the Capital, while Nathalie was just a stray he had taken in. He always believed she should remain less fortunate than him forever. But here was Nathalie, having clawed her way to a better life through sheer hard work. Meanwhile, he had lost everything he once held dear.

This role reversal and the widening gap between them left Cameron with a bitter taste in his mouth.

Cameron attempted to salvage his pride and downplayed Nathalie's success. "Is this the place you're renting? It's in a great location but a bit on the small side, isn't it?" Nathan shot back without missing a beat, "This is Nathalie's place, and she bought it with her own money. No matter the size, it's better than mooching off someone else." Cameron was taken aback; he hadn't imagined Nathalie could afford such a nice place on her own.

Having used Cameron for what she needed, Nathalie was ready to cut ties. She helped the tipsy Nathan inside and casually tossed a quick "Goodbye" over her shoulder. As Nathalie and Nathan leaned on each other and walked away, Cameron's eyes darkened.

Just then, Nathan turned back, flashing Cameron a smug grin. He was a pro at rubbing salt in the wound.

Inside, Nathalie settled Nathan on the couch. He gazed up at her with a puppy-dog look, scrutinizing her face. "Nathalie, why were you with him?"

him up, then sat beside him, explaining, "I just bumped into him on my way home." Nathan

muttered, "If I wasn't worried about you and rushed home, I wouldn't

eased. "Nathalie, just call me wherever

drinking. How

lifted his hand. "Starting

Nathalie chuckled. "Good."

always felt a niggle of unease. Every time Nathalie spoke of

would she be able to mention Cameron without a fuss? That would mean she had truly

Meanwhile, Cameron returned

downcast. He parked his car switched off the and sat there, chain-smoking, without

time,

life fighting for Greta. He had