Reborn From Oblivion
Chapter 319

Cameron's lips quivered, and his face went as pale as a ghost. Nathalie's words hit him like a cold splash of water, bringing him back to his senses. Here he was, struggling financially, while Nathalie was living it up in luxury. The stark contrast between their lives left Cameron feeling a bitter sting. He had opened the can of worms by trying to humiliate Nathalie first, and she wasn't about to let him off the hook easily.

"Hiring a cook or nanny usually costs about two grand a month, tops. I'm offering you five grand, plus you'll handle the cleaning, mopping, and laundry. What do you say?" Nathalie proposed, her tone dripping with mockery. Cameron swallowed hard, glaring daggers at her. "You..."

Nathalie shrugged, unfazed. "What? Do you think the pay's beneath you? Cameron, you don't have the skills of a professional chef or any training in housekeeping. The salary I'm offering is actually more than you're worth. But given our past and seeing your current situation, I thought I'd throw you a bone. If your pride can't handle it, then forget it."

She twisted the knife further. "Soon enough, you might struggle to even replace a job that pays five grand a month. Don't come crawling back to me because I won't give a damn about the old days."

The humiliation was raw and unfiltered. Cameron was seething, but he had started this mess, so he couldn't really complain.

With the pantry bare, Nathalie ordered a spread of gourmet ingredients and exotic fruits online. Her choices, like the pricey king crab, only made the Browns' dwindling lifestyle look even more pitiful.

Greta, was the typical competitive and vain woman. She couldn't stand being one-upped. She splurged on some fancy seafood herself, even though her wallet took a hit.

Nathalie reveled in watching Greta try to keep up with her.

The next day, Nathalie went on a spree. She bought herself a limited edition designer bag even if it was just a knockoff. As she strutted around with her faux luxury, she played the part of a queen among mere mortals. She caught the envy in Greta's eyes and, fueled by it, kept shopping.

Greta couldn't hold back any longer and decided to strike back by flaunting her relationship with Cameron.

One day, she clung to him, whining, "Cameron, it's been ages since you've gotten me a gift."

She probably assumed Cameron would jump at her demands like he

used to. But times had changed. Cameron, once flush with cash, was

now pinching pennies to save Kristina. He wasn't in a position to indulge Greta's greed.

Feigning confusion, Cameron asked, "What's the occasion?"

Greta froze in awkwardness.

Nathalie added insult to injury, "Greta, your hubby's broke now and even freeloading at our place. Maybe buy what you want yourself?"

Greta shot her a glare, maintaining her façade of happiness. "I'm not like you. I have a loving husband. So why should I bother?"

Nathalie kept quiet but wasn't about to let Greta off easy. Turning to Cameron, she said coolly, "Since sister's not in the best health, you need to fulfill her wishes. You're her husband, after all. You should shower her with all the love you have."

Cameron used to throw this line at Nathalie during their arguments. Now, she was giving him a taste of his own medicine, trapping him in a moral bind.

Caught in a bind, Cameron hesitantly asked Greta, "What do you want?"

Greta, determined to outdo Nathalie, set her sights high, "I want a diamond necklace."

A diamond necklace was indeed the height of luxury. It could instantly turn Nathalie's flashy displays into nothing more than hollow showmanship.