Reborn From Oblivion

In the upscale circles of the financial elite, whispers spread quickly about Cameron's scandal of favoring his mistress over his wife. This stirred a chorus of disapproval from the ladies of high society. Griffin had to work tirelessly to put a lid on all the negative gossip swirling around. Cameron's reputation took quite the hit. Feeling let down by Cameron, Griffin decided to reward Carter by handing him several companies instead.

To claw back his former glory, Cameron realized he had to put all his chips into his new luxury brand venture. This was a battle he couldn't afford to lose. He needed to prove that his personal life hiccups didn't overshadow his business genius. And more crucially, he had to show that his closeness with Greta was purely business.

Meanwhile, in Milan, Nellie was wrapping up preparations for the major fashion competition. Yet, she hadn't crafted any designs aimed at the high society crowd. It wasn't a lack of creativity holding her back but rather her budget, which couldn't stretch to the finest fabrics and accessories.

This left her feeling a bit on edge, worried that Jasmine might cut her loose due to these limitations.

Then, out of the blue, a hefty sum of money appeared in her bank account. Nellie blinked at the eight-figure balance in disbelief. She had never seen so much money in her life. Should she report this to the authorities?

Just then, her phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar number. With shaky hands, she answered.

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The familiar, soothing voice immediately put her at ease. "Nathan, where've you been?" Nellie exhaled, relieved.

Nathan's voice carried a touch of sadness. "I went back home. I didn't want to leave you, but I can't go against my family's plans right now. Can you forgive me for leaving without a word?"

Nellie's heart ached a little. "Nathan, I'm not upset. I was just worried about you."

She was well aware of the Rowland family-the biggest financial powerhouse in the Capital. With their vast wealth came rapid power shifts and the grim fates of those who fell out of favor. The thought of Nathan being in such a turbulent environment made her anxious.

After a pause, Nathan reassured her, "Grandpa's been good to me, so don't worry. How are things with you?"

Nellie preferred to keep things light. "I've been swamped, Nathan. Focusing on this fashion contest has kept me busy. Sorry for not keeping in touch."

Nathan sounded genuinely pleased for her. "It's okay. Just focus on the competition. Use the money I sent you, and if you need more, just ask." Perplexed, Nellie asked, "Why did you manage to send me so much money?"

Nathan replied honestly, "I sent it to help you in the fashion contest. I heard Cameron's spending big to back Greta at the same event."

He added, "Jasmine caters to European royalty-queens and princesses. It'll be all about luxury. Without funds, you might just be there to fill numbers."

Nellie knew Nathan's support was a godsend, but she was nervous about using it without guaranteed success, fearing she'd squander his generosity.

"Nathan, I can't use all this money. I'll keep some aside for you. When you're ready, it can help with your wedding."

Nathan chuckled. "Have you seen my face? Do I really need to pay someone to marry me?"

Nellie laughed until her sides hurt. After the laughter died down, she added, "Yeah, with your charm, there'll be no shortage of girls chasing you. But if you meet someone who really adores you, why not treat her a bit special?"