Reborn From Oblivion
Chapter 171

Greta had never seen Cameron so downhearted before. It was like watching a golden boy fall from grace, shattered like a broken marionette, completely devoid of life. "Cameron, what's going to happen with your company?" Greta asked, her voice tinged with concern.

Cameron was once exuded such confidence and charm in business meetings, but now seemed utterly defeated. "If Nellie doesn't back off from this competition, I'm probably going to lose."

Greta's face went pale as a ghost. If Cameron failed, it would also mean the end of her dreams for love. She never imagined that Nellie, who once seemed so insignificant, could become such a formidable threat. Greta and Cameron were each lost in their own worries, silent throughout the drive.

When they reached Greta's place, they were so caught up in their thoughts that they forgot to say goodnight, leaving Greta to unlock the door in a daze.

By the time she snapped back to reality and thought to call out to Cameron, his car had already disappeared into the night.

Her face turned even paler. Cameron's indifference left her feeling uneasy.

"Dad," Greta cried as soon as she saw Patrick, tears streaming down her face. "You've got to do something about Nellie. She's actually going up against Cameron."

Patrick chuckled warmly. "And here I was thinking it was something serious. How is that girl causing such a fuss? Cameron's like a prince around here; why would he be worried about an ant like her?"

Greta sobbed harder. "Dad, Nellie took over Cameron's spot at the Global Tower and even snagged the chance to work with the Rowland family's fashion team. Cameron's at his wit's end. He was in such a bad mood today he wouldn't even talk to me." "What?" Patrick was both stunned and furious-stunned that his seemingly unremarkable daughter had such skill and furious that Nellie's actions threatened his beloved Greta's happiness.

Greta clung to Patrick, pleading, "Dad, you have to help Cameron. If his business takes a hit, Mrs. Dawson will see me as bad luck and never let me into the Dawson family."

Patrick adored his eldest daughter, and couldn't bear to see her so upset. He reassured her, "Greta, don't worry. I won't let your sister mess with your happiness with Cameron." "But Dad," Greta said softly, "my sister's become so heartless; she doesn't even acknowledge you as her father. What if she won't listen to you?"

Patrick's anger grew. "She thinks

she's beyond my reach now that she feels independent? I'll teach her a lesson she'll never forget and let her know what happens to thos@who disrespect their parents."

When Nathalie came home, she felt a nagging sense of dread.

Lizzy gently placed a warm towel over her eyes. "You've been overworking yourself and straining your eyes. You need to take it easy."

Nathalie playfully poked Lizzy's forehead. "You're so young, but you nag like a grandma."

Lizzy giggled. "If that's the case, Mr. Nathan must be the world's oldest wise man." Nathalie looked puzzled.

Lizzy laughed and explained, "He acts like a stern old man, always lecturing me about taking care of you. 'Make sure breakfast is varied. She's too skinny, and we need to fatten her up. Lunch should be on time, as her stomach is sensitive. No strong tea at night, it might mess with her sleep..."

Nathalie had never found Nathan's detailed instructions annoying; she always thought of him as reserved and aloof. But as she heard Lizzy, Nathalie started to see Nathan in a whole new light. en Ebookex