Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 175

Nathan's lips curled up slightly, hinting at a dangerous edge. “I thought Nathalie was an orphan. Turns out her real parents are alive and kicking... So, maybe Mr. Brown here would like to settle her big debts for her?”

Patrick was completely taken aback, dumbfounded.

Nathan kept pushing, “A father's duty is to cover his child's debts, right, Mr. Brown? You wouldn’t disagree with that, would you?”

Greta leaned towards Patrick, whispering urgently, “Dad, Nellie owes Mr. Nathan a ton of money. Don’t get mixed up and agree to pay it off.”

Patrick's face went ashen with anger, muttering, “This reckless kid brings nothing but trouble. How could she owe so much money?”

Greta tried to confront Nathan, thinking she could handle this young man. But Nathan’s intimidating presence and his chilly vibe made Greta uneasy. It was as if he was the more mature and composed one.

Greta felt her nerves rising. “Mr. Nathan, just yesterday at the Rowland place, you said Nellie was your girlfriend. So how could you expect her to pay you back?”

Nathan smirked, “Greta, do you think Nathalie is like you and just uses men for their money to sleep in their fancy beds and live in their mansions? Nathalie isn’t like that. Her debt is official, in black and white, and she wouldn’t dream of dodging it.”

Greta’s heart stung from Nathan's sharp words. “Mr. Nathan, you clearly don’t love Nellie, or you’d wipe her debt.”

Nathan shot back, “You took her kidney and ruined her family. Who are you to talk about love? Don’t cheapen the word.”

Patrick, still skeptical, said, “Mr. Nathan, we’re a small company. We don’t deal with big names like the McCoy or Rowland families. You're wasting your time...”

Before he finished, his assistant called, “Mr. Brown, our supplier just called to end the contract. Our supply chain’s been cut off. We won't meet deadlines, and the penalties are huge...”

Patrick seemed to age in an instant. He stared at Nathan, shocked by his savvy and influence at such a young age. “Mr. Nathan, was this your doing?”

With a smug tone, Nathan said, “Mr. Brown, this house is pretty valuable. Maybe sell it to cover your daughter’s debt?”

Still unable to understand, Greta said, “Mr. Nathan, my dad doesn’t have to pay Nellie’s debts. If you knew the law, you'd know that.”