Chapter 397
Cameron was taken aback for a moment, his gaze lingering thoughtfully on Nathalie. She was dressed to the nines today, and Greta’s suspicions weren’t totally off base.
Nathalie, though, had picked up Greta’s ability to brew up a storm like a pro and defended herself with confidence. “Relax. I’m not the type to go back to old flames. Cameron? He’s just like a pair of worn–out shoes to me, but you treat him like a treasure. Honestly, I’d rather marry a beggar than go back to him. I’m not making the same mistake twice.”
Cameron’s handsome face darkened at her words. It felt like Nathalie was trampling on his pride.
Still, he chose not to clash with Nathalie. He figured he owed her this much, so he let her vent and get it out of her system.
But his silence only riled up Greta. She whined, “Cameron, she’s tearing you down like that, and you’re just going to take it?”
Cameron shrugged. “A real man doesn’t get into it with a woman.”
eta was left speechless.
Nathalie’s eyes darted between Cameron and Greta, picking up on the tension simmering there more than ever.
Greta was fuming inside, her expression anything but pleasant.
Cameron switched gears. “Greta, I’m going to check with your doctor about your condition.”
Once Cameron left, the room’s atmosphere ignited like a match to gasoline. The showdown between the two women hit its boiling point.
Greta’s face was icy, her eyes burning with resentment. “Nathalie, drop the innocent act. You might fool Cameron, but not me.”
Nathalie responded smoothly with a gracious smile, “Greta, didn’t I learn my devious scheming skills from you?”
Greta
“O out “If you don’t want Cameron, why are you so keen on him?*
Nathalie didn’t hold back. “Greta, you forgetful thing. I’ve always said that I’ll reclaim what’s mine. That goes for Cameron and my kidney. Sure, using someone else’s leftovers is gross, but I’d rather that than see my kidney with you.”
Greta was so angry she couldn’t catch her breath. “Nathalie, you’re giving yourself too much credit. What makes you think Cameron would ever fall for you? He’s never loved you, and he never will.”
Nathalie chuckled, her laugh dripping with sarcasm. “Greta, who needs the love of a loser? That’s your department.*
Then, dropping her voice to a whisper meant only for Greta, she added, “Getting close to Cameron was just my way of stripping away everyone you care about, bit by bit. Just a little sweetness, and he’s all over me–driving me home, bringing me flowers, asking me to be his plus–one… Aren’t you worried he might have a change of heart?”
Greta shook with rage.
“Oh dear, it almost slipped my mind that you’re like a parasite, Greta. If your host decides to kick you out, what then? You might end up in a cramped slum with your sick, broke parents.”
The very thought sent shivers down Greta’s spine. She glared at Nathalie, her confidence visibly shaken. “You’re wrong. Cameron would never leave me. He loves me too much.”
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