Reborn From Oblivion

Nellie stepped into the hotel room, barely containing her excitement as she turned to Lizzy, "Lizzy, grab the most expensive fabric from the suitcase. I need to whip up a suit for Nathan. There's no way I'm letting him become the talk of the Capital for the wrong reasons." Lizzy jumped to it, wasting no time as she gathered the fabric, needles, scissors, sketch paper, and paintbrushes.

Nellie quickly sketched out a few designs. "Lizzy, which one do you think stands out?"

Lizzy thought each one was unique in its own way and couldn't pick a favorite. "Everything you design is stunning."

Nellie recalled a memory from her last life, when she met Nathan at a party. He had been in a sleek black suit, exuding a cool, untouchable allure that set him apart.

Amongst the heirs of wealthy families, Nathan was a standout, making the others seem dull by comparison.

Now, although still young, he was growing into the man he was meant to be. He'd even told her recently that he'd hit 6'1".Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Nellie knew exactly what she wanted: a look that combined distinction and grace with a hint of maturity and stability.

She chose a simple yet elegant design. After pulling two all-nighters, she handcrafted a luxurious, understated suit.

With a tie and lapel pin from her cherished collection, the suit's worth soared.

Lizzy ran her fingers over it, captivated. "Woah, this fabric is fit for royalty, like the princes of England. Plus, it's your own creation - straight from Jasmine's top protégé's collection. What do you think this suit would go for?"

Nellie replied, "Setting a price is easy, but something this exclusive? It's priceless."

Lizzy beamed. "Mr. Nathan will look like a star at his birthday ceremony in this."

Nellie nodded, "Lizzy, find the right moment to give Nathan the suit. Tell him it's my gift for his big day."

"Got it."

The night was calm and stretched on.

Nellie found herself restless,

standing by the expansive French windows, gazing out at the Capital's shimmering lights. Her heart was weighed down with locked O memories. en

The ghosts of a painful past clung to her, making it hard to breathe.

"Mr. Dawson, this is the little beggar you were searching for."

"Beggar?" Cameron's brows knitted in disdain as he looked at her.

Back then, she was too naive to see his contempt.

She wanted to explain she wasn't a beggar; her mom was sick, and she was just scavenging to pay for medicine.

But her ragged clothes betrayed her, and the words were stuck in her throat.

Sensing her unease, Cameron crouched down. "Your name's Nellie, right?"

She nodded shyly.

"Would you like to come with me? I'll take care of your education and give you money for your mom's treatment."

Nellie couldn't see the ulterior

motives behind his offer. Feeling lucky, she bowed, overwhelmed with gratitude. "You're my lifesaver.

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always dreamed of going to school."

And then, she followed him without a second glance.

He kept his word, enrolling her in a modest school. She completed high school and got into a third-rate university to study fashion. He even located her biological father and sister, reuniting her with the Brown family.