NovelEnglishChapter 190
The production team seized the moment to stir the pot. "You're allowed one phone call for soutside help.
You can have someone bring supplies up here for you," the director suggested, a mischievous grin spreading
across his face as he finished. The first guest picked up his phone with a weary expression and said to the
camera, "lI want to call my dad. After my parents divorced, he left. I've never asked him for anything. He missed
every big moment in my life. | just want to know if | still matter to him at all." When the call connected, a deep,
familiar voice answered, "Who's this?"
Nathan's face fell as he recognized the voice. He stared at the young man with a dark gaze.
"Dad, it's me."
There was a heavy silence. Then, with a hint of irritation, the voice replied, "What do you want?"
"I'm on a show..."
"You've got the wrong number."
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Before the young man could say more, the call ended abruptly. He stared at the phone, his eyes welling up.
The room grew tense, so the director quickly jumped in. "The signal's a bit spotty up here. Want to try someone
else?"
He shook his head. "Nah, it's alright. I'll just hang out here tonight. It's kinda nice."
Everyone realized he was the family's forgotten one, hidden in the background. They felt for him, but no one
dared to state the obvious.
Next, it was Cameron's turn. He decided to ring his wife. "Greta, I'm up in the mountains, and it's a bit chilly..."
Greta instantly replied, "I'll have my assistant send you swarm clothes right away."
Cameron was pleased with her prompt response.
People around whispered, "Mrs. Dawson truly loves her husband."
Cameron smirked at Nathan.
When Nathan hesitated, holding
phone, Cameron taunted, "What
Sto call your girlfriend? Afraid
we'll find out your relationship's a sham?"
He couldn't believe Nathan was genuinely in love with Nathalie. To him, Nathan's interest in Nathalie seemed like
a well-planned business move.
Nathan couldn't stand being provoked and quickly dialed Nathalie's number.
Cameron's expression turned awkward as he watched Nathan confidently dial Nathalie's number—a number he'd
never bothered to remember, even when he was her husband.
The phone rang for what felt like ages before it was finally picked up.
"Hi Nathan." Nathalie's voice was soft and soothing, like a balm for the soul.
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Her gentleness took Cameron back to their first meeting when she was a sweet, innocent girl. Her eyes sparkled
like stars, and her voice was soft and warm.
Now, when she interacted with him, her gaze was cold, and her words were sharp. It was clear her affections had
shifted to someone else.
Cameron felt a pang of regret. But
what really got to him was Nathan's overly sweet voice. The guy who was always ready to argue with him was
like a different person with Nathalie.
Nathan even playfully asked her, "Hey, what are you up to?"
Nathalie's care was automatic. "Oh, just making ssnacks for my friend at home."
"I'm jealous of Lizzy."
"I made sfor you, too."
Nathan grinned. "Savesome. I'll have them when | get back from work."
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