Reborn From Oblivion

Cameron swung open the door himself, and boy, was he surprised to see Benjamin standing there. "What brings you here at this hour?" he asked, eyebrows shooting up. Benjamin's eyes were blazing red, like a leopard about to pounce. "Cameron, I thought we were like brothers, and you go and stab me in the back?"

There was a flicker of confusion in Cameron's eyes, though he had a pretty good idea why Benjamin was fuming. But he wasn't about to let on. "You've been a great help to me over the years. I remember all you've done. Why on earth would I want to harm you?" Benjamin thumped his chest with a fist, frustration seeping through his words. "You think chasing after Nathalie is no big deal?"

Over by the stairs, Greta had been eavesdropping from around the corner. The moment she heard Benjamin mention Nathalie, her face turned stormy.

Greta was drowning in jealousy, her heart heavy with bitterness. She suddenly stepped out, glaring down at Benjamin from her perch on the stairs, ready to tear Nathalie apart with her words.

What was it about Nathalie that had even Benjamin under her spell?

"What's so great about Nathalie? Besides a pretty face, what else does she have? No education, no background. She's been married to Cameron and even had his kid. She's what you'd call damaged goods. You could have any woman. Why go for someone who's been around the block?"

Benjamin was seething, shooting

Greta a devilish smirk, but his icy words were aimed at Cameron. "Cameron, this is your wife? I thought she was something special, the way you're wrapped around her finger. But seeing her now, she's nothing to write home about."

His words sliced through the air like a knife. "In looks, she's dry and frail, not even close to Nathalie. In character, even more

narrow-minded. Sure, Nathalie net

divorced, but you know why. Anyone might judge her for that, but Greta, not you. You were the oth

woman."

He pressed on, "And you say Nathalie's had a kid. But after your little kidnapping episode, you know exactly what went down. Are you really any better than Nathalie?" Greta was shaking with rage, her eyes pleading with Cameron. "Cameron, are you just going to stand there and let him trash your wife?"

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Greta's distress. Yet, he turned to Benjamin, saying, "Nathalie isn't some girl you could be with. She's gorgeous, sure, but she's no pushover. She's got a vengeful streak, and you won't be able to handle her. She'll be the one calling the shots."

Benjamin shouted, "Cameron, you're just stirring the pot because you have issues with her. Stop trying to mess with us."

Cameron rolled his eyes at Benjamin's cluelessness, deciding to spell it out. "Nathalie and I are sworn enemies. If you get with her, how do you plan on dealing with me?"

Benjamin snapped back, "Cameron, don't forget your place. You're just an employee of the Rowland family. What business do you have meddling in my love life?"

Cameron's expression darkened visibly. Once upon a time, Benjamin was nothing more than Cameron's errand boy. Now, riding high as the heir to the Rowland family, he looked down on Cameron.