Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

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Chapter 78

Nathan chuckled, "Keep dreaming, Benjamin. Honestly, it's hard to say who's got the upper hand here."

With a casual flick of his jacket, Nathan sauntered off.

Benjamin's eyes were locked on Nathan like a hawk, intense and unyielding until Nathan reached Nellie's guest

room. At that point, Benjamin couldn't hold back any longer. "Who's staying in that room?" he asked, suspicion

etched into his voice.

"Mr. Benjamin," the assistant murmured close to Benjamin's ear, "the very girl you had us look into is staying

there."

A stylish image popped into Benjamin's mind, jealousy simmering beneath the surface. "How does he know her?"

The assistant shrugged. "Who knows."

Nathan knocked on the guest room door, and Lizzy answered.

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"Lizzy, where's Nathalie?"

Lizzy sighed, looking downcast. "She's gone back to the Dawsons."

Nathan's face tightened, and when he spoke, his voice carried a trace of restrained frustration. "She still can't let

go of him? Is he really worth all this trouble?" Lizzy shook her head. "It's not that. She's going back to gather

evidence."

"Evidence?"

"Yeah. Without proof of that jerk cheating during their marriage, her divorce case is going to be tough."

Nathan's expression softened, though worry still lingered. "That bastard is clever. Nathalie's too kind-hearted-

how can she compete with him?"

He scoffed, "If she needs evidence of Cameron's infidelity, I'll get it for her. Why should she stress over it?"

Lizzy was taken aback.

She thought to herself, ‘Cameron is always so sly. How could he possibly let evidence of his cheating slip into Mr.

Nathan's hands?"

Before leaving, Nathan told Lizzy, "Make sure she takes care of herself."

Over at the Dawson mansion,

Cameron, enjoying a rare day off, was chilling in front of the TV, watching a legal show. His quiet day got a

splash of excitement with Greta's unexpected visit.

"Cameron, where's my sister? | heard she's back, so | cto check on her." Greta's eyes kept flicking upstairs

as she entered.

Still miffed by Nellie, Cameron grumbled, "Don't even start with her. She spend two years abroad, and instead of

coming back polished, she returns with nothing but dollar signs in her eyes." Greta wasn't really there for Nellie;

it was just a pretext to cozy up to the Dawsons.

She settled next to Cameron, exuding warmth and charm. "Cameron, what's the matter? Did my sister upset

you?"

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Cameron scowled.

Nellie sure had a knack for getting under his skin.

Still, he didn't want to dwell on it. "It's nothing. Just spetty stuff."

Greta's eyes narrowed. "You're always so understanding with her. That just encourages her."

Cameron mused, "I owe her, don't I?"

Greta, visibly upset, insisted, "Cameron, it'swho owes her, not you. You don't owe her a thing. If she bothers

you again, don't worry about my feelings. Do what you have to, and | won't hold it against you." A flicker of

doubt crossed Cameron's eyes. Did he really not owe Nellie anything?

Just then, a thunderous noise erupted from upstairs, startling both Cameron and Greta.

It turned out that Nellie, after a hearty meal, cranked up her music so loud that it felt like the whole house was

shaking.

"Nellie, what on earth are you doing?"

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