Reborn From Oblivion

Cameron looked a bit taken aback, but didn't bother digging into why.

He was the very picture of a confident, grown man.

Nathan strolled in Rowland Corporation, rocking a pair of sunglasses and a sleek black suit with a crisp white shirt underneath. His time abroad had added a few inches to his height, taking him from 5'9" to an impressive 6'2". Even though he was only in his early twenties, his worldly adventures had given him a maturity that set him apart from his peers. The slicked-back pompadour he sported only added to his sharp, almost fierce vibe.novelbin

Trailing behind him were two lines of people, reminiscent of a regal procession. His two standout secretaries led the way: one a tech whiz, the other a social savant, both indispensable in business maneuvers. There were the elite bodyguards, martial arts experts from across the globe, each one tall, poised, and exuding an aura of excellence.

As soon as Nathan walked into Rowland Corporation, he became the center of attention.

"Way more attractive than any celebrity."

The female employees couldn't help but be drawn in by his commanding presence, his perfectly proportioned physique, and a face that seemed like it was carved by the gods themselves. They couldn't stop themselves from whispering in awe, "Wow, he's stunning."

"He's pure walking charisma."

"How can someone look that good?"

Nathan, hands casually tucked in his pockets, could only roll his eyes at their swooning. Keeping his cool, he told his secretary, "I can't stand it when people comment on my looks. Make sure it stops. It's just tacky."

Dominick's jaw dropped, taking a moment to process. "Boss, I can handle anything else, but stopping this is harder than climbing Everest."

Nathan shot him a look, managing to command respect without raising his voice.

Dominick looked as if he were grappling with an impossible task, "It's not that I don't want to help. Your presence is just too striking. Even I nearly fell for it when we first met."

Nathan snapped, "Enough. If I hear anything like that again, I'll personally make sure you regret it."

Dominick looked genuinely worried. "I'll never do it again."

Nathan continued, "Since you love talking so much, make sure you us an extra five percent at the negotiation table. Fail, and consider your bonus gone."

"Come on. I've already secured a 20% margin. Adding another five percent, even Mr. Rowland isn't that naive..." "Hmm?"

"Oh, Benjamin!" Dominick quickly corrected himself, realizing his slip.

By then, Nathan and his entourage had reached Benjamin's office.

Benjamin stood up to greet them,

but

Nathan's event

sembled a royal guard, left

him scratching his head.

Did they really need all this for a contract signing?

"Mr. Nathan, please, have a seat," Benjamin said warmly, motioning for Nathan to sit.

Nathan stood there, quietly sizing up Benjamin. His lips curled into a slight, amused smile. This guy didn't recognize him?

Well, with the sunglasses and the height boost, not to mention his more refined look compared to two years ago, it made sense.

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Nathan didn't hold back and took the lead seat without hesitation.

Benjamin hesitated, then with an awkward chuckle, settled into the seat next to him.