Reborn From Oblivion

Cameron paused, feeling a touch guilty. "She's Mrs. Dawson and will live the high life without needing to start her own business. Why does she worry about not having a mentor?"

Lizzy shot back, "You have no idea how much effort she put into this contest. She hasn't had a decent night's sleep in a month, handling her fashion show all by herself."

Cameron froze, his feelings suddenly a jumble. Greta only had to draw up the designs for the fashion show, and she would get worn out. Meanwhile, Nellie, without any help, managed everything from design to hands-on work, showcasing her incredible effort. Nellie struggled to her feet, stumbling out. "Cameron..."

Seeing Nellie, Cameron was genuinely taken aback. Just yesterday, she was full of life. Now, she looked exhausted, her steps shaky, her face pale. "How'd you get so sick? Have you seen a doctor?" he asked.

Nellie glared at him. "Cameron, we were once married. I have just one question for you and want an honest answer."

Cameron hesitated. "Go ahead." He thought it was a good sign that Nellie was starting the conversation. But as soon as she spoke, his heart sank.

"Did you mess with my chances by pushing Greta as an apprentice to Jasmine?"

Nellie locked eyes with him.

Cameron's eyes widened with guilt, his hands fidgeting. This was a clear sign of his panic and guilt.

Nellie caught on immediately and broke down, crying out, "Cameron, what gives you the right? Why would you do this to me?"

Feeling a bit guilty, Cameron tried to calm her, "Don't be upset. I can make up for your loss in the contest."

Nellie looked at him coldly, "Twenty million in costs, a month of sleepless nights. How do you plan to make it up to me?"

Cameron was stunned. "Twenty million? Where did you get that kind of money?" He never imagined Nellie would invest twenty million into the contest. Suddenly, he demanded, "Where'd you get all that money? Tell me!"

Nellie didn't want to drag Nathan into their issues. She dodged the question, "That's my business. It's got nothing to do with you."NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Cameron was fuming. "Did you take out a high-interest loan?" He assumed, given Nellie's difficult nature, that no one would lend her so much money.

Nellie gave him a look. Perhaps, in his eyes, she was supposed to stay at the bottom, a puppet he could control.

When she kept silent, Cameron's expression soured even more. "Nellie, I won't help you pay off a high-interest loan. You borrowed the money. You can figure it out."

"I never expected you to help," Nellie shot back icily. She never banked on his generosity. After all, the allowance he gave her never topped five figures, while the gifts he bought for Greta were always six figures. Even the nanny's salary was higher than what he gave her. How could she ever expect him to be generous to her?

Cameron laughed in frustration. "You think learning a skill will make you rich? Nellie, face reality. Without my help, you'll head back home and have to start from scratch. You'll work a lifetime with a small monthly salary and still not repay your loans." Nellie said, "If you're so worried about being dragged down, then let's just get a divorce."