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Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 836
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Chapter 836 The setting sun splashed its golden light over the dark slate tiles of Dawson Estate, casting deep, mottled shadows across the ground. A gentle breeze swept through, scattering the shadows like leaves in the wind.

Nathalie glanced back, her eyes lingering on the mansion that had once seemed like a grand palace to her. The echoes of laughter and joy from her early days there seemed to still dance in her ears.

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"Cameron, don't worry. I won't let you take care offor nothing. I'm a hard worker. I can cook, clean, and even do your laundry." "Cameron, are you really going to sendto school? That's so generous of you. Even my mom didn't think it was worth it for a girl to get an education." "Cameron, you've been so good to me. I'll repay you someday." But like a Cinderella without wings, her rise was destined for a fall.

Cameron's patience began to fade after she donated a kidney.

He constantly reminded her, "Nellie, you gave Greta a kidney, and I gave you a warm home." "I'm sorry, but Greta isn't as strong as you. She's fragile and needsmore than you do, so I have to be there for her." "Nellie, you keep makingchoose between you and Greta. But you should know, if you hadn't cbetween us, Greta and I would've been the perfect couple." Nathalie closed her eyes, trying not to dwell on the past.

She eventually strayed from her moral compass.

Her relationship with Cameron, which seemed like a selfless act of gratitude, was tangled with too many personal desires. That's why they eventually becenemies.

"Cameron, don't blme. You pushedto this." On her way back, Nathalie got a call from Benjamin.

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Seeing the familiar number, she couldn't help but smirk. Lately, businessmen in the city avoided her like the plague, secretly dubbing her a fefatale-dangerous and ruthless. Yet, Benjamin dared to reach out? She answered the call, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Mr. Rowland, what do you want?" A jumble of noise cfrom Benjamin's end, his words muddled. "Nathalie, Cameron's drunk. He's been calling your name. You should csee him." Nathalie cleaned her ear, thinking she misheard.

"Say that again." Benjamin raised his voice, "Cameron wants you to pick him up." "Is he running a fever?" Benjamin: "..." Benjamin actually checked Cameron's forehead, then earnestly replied, "No, he's not." Nathalie said, "If he's not sick, why is he calling me? What, is he itching for a fight? Does he wantto beat him up again?"

Benjamin, trying to reason with Nathalie, said, "Nathalie, you've wrecked Cameron's life and brought down his company. That's a lot of damage. But Cameron, out of old affection, feels guilty towards you and can't bring himself to blyou. But as a friend, I think you've crossed a line."

"Nathalie, you and Cameron have hurt each other ance Cameron maybe it's tto, call it even. Since Cameron forgave you, why not let bygones be bygones? You could still be friends." "Cameron's drunk and in pain. The fact that he's calling your nand not Greta's should tell you

something about your place in his heart Nathalie, could it be that m Cameron loves you is there a chance for you two to reconcile?" Cóntent