Reborn From Oblivion

Nathan was lounging on the couch, legs crossed. He sat as straight and tall as an oak tree, though his face was lost in shadows, giving him a bit of a mysterious vibe. Nathalie practically jumped when she saw him, stumbling slightly as she regained her balance.

Nathan quickly moved to steady her, sighing with a mix of frustration and amusement. "Nathalie. Why are you so scared of me?"

Nathalie looked at his ever-maturing face, realizing how much he resembled the formidable figure from her past life, the one who once commanded respect and fear from everyone. "Did you give him Timeless Cycle?" Nathan asked, his voice carrying a hint of anger.

"I did. Five hundred million, not a penny less," Nathalie said, proudly holding up the check.

Nathan chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "You didn't make a profit, and yet you're so pleased."

Nathalie shrugged, "At least I didn't lose anything."

Nathan sighed softly, "You just don't get it."

"Pardon? Get what?" Nathalie asked, confused.

Nathan gently ruffled her hair, "Never mind."

He sighed again, sounding more resigned this time, "Nathalie, I think I might be cursed for a life as a single man."

Nathalie laughed, "What nonsense! Nathan, you are so cute. Just imagine how many girls will be lining up for you in the future."

Nathan replied with a smile, "Out of all the choices, I'd pick just one."

Nathalie felt proud, "I didn't expect you to be so loyal. You're way ahead of those frivolous rich guys."NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Nathan beamed at the compliment. "It's all thanks to your good influence, Nathalie."

Meanwhile, elsewhere...

Cameron turned and walked straight into the pouring rain. By the time he got home, he was soaked right through.

He slumped onto the sofa, clutching Timeless Cycle in his hand, feeling its warmth. He dangled it in front of his eyes, taking in the pendant made of opulent emerald, with a sandglass on one side and a circle on the other, all strung on a platinum chain.

Having spent time with Greta, he'd picked up some design insights and knew that the design symbolized rebirth.

But as a staunch realist, Cameron found the mystical vibes of Timeless Cycle utterly absurd.

He scrutinized the necklace closely and spotted a tiny, intricate pendant shaped like an N. Cameron's sharp eyes narrowed, and he angrily tossed the necklace aside.

"Nathan?"

"Nathalie?"

This necklace seemed like a token of their commitment. Cameron could sense that their relationship wasn't just a fleeting fling or a shallow compromise. It was likely something deeper. en

After a while, Cameron picked up the necklace again, holding it as he

slowly drifted off to sleep, still

simmering with the anger of his

ex-wife's betrayal.

He had no idea how long he slept, but at some point, Cameron felt himself waking, as if entering a foggy forest.

A soft voice echoed in his ears, sounding both far away and incredibly close. "Cameron."

"Cameron."

"Who? Who's calling me?" Cameron looked around.

The forest was wrapped in fog, hiding any clear views. But then, the voice called out again, "Cameron!"

Following the voice, Cameron ventured deeper into the misty forest.