Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 985

“Nathalie, you haven’t come to see me in ages.”

His smile faded, replaced by an anxious look that crept across his handsome face.

“It’s been days since the hypnosis ended. By now, you should have your memory back, right?”

“And now that you know Cameron never betrayed you… did you just run straight back to him?”

Morris looked utterly defeated.

He pulled out his phone, bringing up Nathalie’s number.

But he just stared at it, unable to do anything. After a soft, helpless sigh, he locked the screen and set the phone aside.

If he couldn’t bring her happiness, he’d rather leave her alone.

Still, he couldn’t shake the memory of that night—the one that kept replaying in his mind.

His heart fluttered restlessly.

Determined to push her out of his thoughts, Morris sat down at his computer and logged into the Stewart Enterprise intranet.

When he saw that Dominick had been handling all the company’s recent affairs, Morris’s dark eyes grew even more serious.

If Nathalie had set work aside, something big—or someone important—must have happened.

He logged out of Stewart’s system, then quietly hacked into Vincent Corporation’s network.

When he discovered Arthur was heading up a major bidding project, Morris let out a silent, wry laugh.

It was the same project Stewart Enterprise had set its sights on.

So, the battle between Stewart and Vincent for the city’s top spot had officially kicked off.

The next day.

Morris stood outside Cameron’s apartment. After ringing the bell, he was surprised when Nina opened the door.

His anger boiled over. “What are you doing here? Haven’t you messed up my life enough?”

Finally facing the man who had brought down the Dawson family, Cameron could barely contain his rage.

Morris’s voice was icy. “Cameron, did you forget my warning?”

At first, Cameron was confused. As far as he knew, he and Morris had never even met.

Morris pressed on. “Didn’t you get your memories from your previous life back?”

Cameron stared, stunned. “How do you even know about that?”

“Timeless Cycle. It’s mine. I gave it to you and Greta for exactly this reason.” With that, Morris took off his sunglasses.

And suddenly, Cameron remembered—their first meeting, a lifetime ago.

It was his wedding day with Nellie. The car was halfway to the church when a frail young man stepped out into the road. Sickly and slow, but with a wild, desperate courage—standing there stubbornly, like a moth drawn to a flame.