Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 823

Nathalie strutted away with confidence. Greta, seething with pent-up resentment, directed her anger at Cindy, glaring at her with venomous eyes. Cindy, terrified, shrank back, clutching Cameron's sleeve, her voice trembling, "Big brother, I'm scared."

The fear in Cindy's eyes and the tremor in her voice echoed a younger Greta. It was only now that Greta noticed how much Cindy resembled her younger self. Nathalie's intentions were as clear as day.

Greta broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. "What kind of life is this?"

Cameron turned to Nina and Cindy, saying, "You two should head back to your rooms."

Nina gently took Cindy's hand. "Come on, sis, let's go."

"Okay," Cindy replied softly.

Cameron knelt in front of Greta, extending his hand. "I know what Nathalie's up to. Don't let her win by falling into her trap. As long as we keep our cool, her efforts won't amount to anything."

Greta collapsed into his arms. "Cameron, I'm scared. I'm terrified that every day, you'll look at my puffy, sallow face and eventually be drawn to her youthful beauty. Nathalie is ruthless."

"You need to have a little more faith in me."

The couple had weathered many storms together, and Nathalie's attempts to drive a wedge between them had yet to leave a mark.

Meanwhile, in the prison, all the inmates were busy cleaning their quarters. Morris was lazily wiping a surface with a cloth, which didn't sit well with the others. One inmate walked over, grabbed a bucket of water, and dumped it over Morris's head.

"No. 13, you always pick the easiest jobs because of your bad leg, and we've let it slide. But now, you're slacking off on even these easy chores. You're holding us back."

Morris closed his eyes, the lingering chill of early spring biting through his skin, turning his lips blue. Yet he stayed calm, simply gazing at the man.

The inmates dispersed, tending to their bruises.

Morris looked at the man's straightforward face, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Why are you helping me?"

The man rubbed his nose, a bit sheepish. "No real reason. I just like you."

Morris smirked, clearly skeptical. "How much is she paying you?"

The man was caught off guard, laughing awkwardly. "She said you were smart. Guess she was right. You pegged me at first glance."

"She's paying me well, enough for my family to live comfortably. Plus, she's helping arrange jobs for them."