Chapter 204
Greta eyed Nathalie with suspicion, her words dripping with disdain. "I know for sure Cameron would go to great
lengths for me. But what makes you think Mr. Nathan would even give you the tof day?"
With a derisive chuckle, she added, "You're just another pawn in Mr. Nathan's grand career chess game, a tool
he'll toss aside like an old rag once he's done. You're not his only option, just the one that's convenient right now
—" Ending with a sly grin, she taunted, "So, if Mr. Nathan finds a better fit, do you really think you'll still matter?"
Nathalie simply laughed. She could see right through Greta's malicious intentions, having her own share of
cunning. Leaning in with a confidence that made Greta squirm, Nathalie said, "Go ahead, find him sbetter
tools. | won't be jealous. In fact, I'd be grateful. And I'm curious to see if he'd castaside like an old rag."
Deep down, Nathalie wasn't entirely sure about Nathan. In this life, Nathan was as shrewd as ever and already
making his mark in the corporate world, but he was always gentle and genuine with her.
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She had every reason to trust him. Still, memories of Nathan from her past life made her shiver.
Back then, Nathan would step on anyone to reach the top, and she would've been nothing more than collateral
damage in his climb.
Yet, in both lives, Nathan was the only person who had genuinely helped her without expecting anything in
return.
So, Nathalie couldn't help but wish him well, even if their paths would eventually split.
After mulling it over, Greta decided against taking Nathalie's bet. "Hmph, you hold yourself in too high regard.
Instead of you asking Mr. Nathan, | will speak to him myself. | believe he is savvy enough to grantsome
respect." Nathalie couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, best of luck to you."
She added, "And remember, our bet still stands. If you hit a brick wall with Nathan and crunning back, I'll
still be here to take that bet."
Then, she walked away without a backward glance.
Hearing Nathalie call her 'sister' sent shivers down Greta's spine. She had a sneaking suspicion that nothing
good ever followed when Nathalie used that endearment.
Greta sat down and carefully crafted a lengthy, heartfelt message to Nathan.
[Hello, Mr. Nathan. I'm Greta Dawson, Cameron's wife. I'm sorry to disturb you so late.
[Nathalie mentioned that my father accidentally hurt you. I'm deeply sorry and wish to offer my sincere
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[You might've heard that my health
isn't the best, and recent s with my sister and husband have only worsened it, adding to my stress. |
wanted to visit the Rowland family personally to apologize, but my health won't allow it, so I'm reaching out this
way. | hope you can forgive my father for the sake of the relationship between our two families. Let the goodwill
between us continue for generations...]
Greta poured all her energy into this message, hoping to touch Nathan's heart by mixing self-pity, attempts to
discord, a pinch of intimidation, and sflattery.
However, when Nathan received this long text from an unknown number, he barely glanced at it before moving
on.