Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 347

Nathalie strolled over, catching Cameron's gaze in the rearview mirror. He turned slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, now that you see me thriving, do you regret crossing me? Or are you thinking of rekindling old flames?"

A storm of anger brewed in Nathalie's dark eyes as she faced him head-on. "How did you manage to turn everything around?"

They say, 'Know your enemy as you know yourself, and you'll win every battle.' Cameron was curious. Nathalie wasn't trying to win him over. He casually rested his hand on the steering wheel, the luxury of it complementing his long fingers, both showcasing an air of opulence.

Cameron continued, "Nathalie, I was born with a silver spoon. This life of luxury is my natural habitat. Even if I hit a rough patch, I can bounce back easily with my connections and skills."

He sneered at Nathalie, "That's why I put so much stock in family background. You, with your poor upbringing, were marked as a beggar from day one—a stain you can't scrub off. Don't think sticking with Nathan gives you a ticket to happiness. He'll get tired of you eventually. Being left behind is your reality."

He added, "Harsh, but true."

Nathalie's fists clenched. Her blood was boiling. A fire in her chest threatened to consume her if it was not unleashed.

"Cameron, you're a disgrace. Your father abandoned you, and you are talking about superior backgrounds? What a joke," she shot back.

In a rage, Cameron kicked open the car door and slammed Nathalie against it, his hands clamping around her throat.

Nathalie smiled defiantly, her grin both dazzling and dangerous. If she couldn't make Cameron pay, she was ready to risk everything, even her life, to avenge her daughter.

Nathan asked, worried, "Are you okay, Nathalie?"

Nathalie watched Nathan, tears of helplessness glistening in her eyes. She longed to collapse in his arms and weep. In this world, Nathan was her only rock.

However, Nathan's intervention had wrecked her plan, and a surge of anger welled up inside her.

"Why did you save me?" Her frustration morphed into anger, her fists pounding against his chest.

Nathan understood her turmoil and simply pulled her close and held her tight. He stayed silent, letting her vent, without saying a word.