Cameron pulled the bread from his mouth and tossed it into the trash can nearby, his face showing clear disdain for the handout.
Nathalie's voice turned snarky, almost instantly. "Oh, the irony. Ten years ago, we met here. You were the one handing out favors, and I was the one begging. Now, look at us. Our roles have reversed. Cameron, you used to look down on me. Should I return the favor now?"
Cameron shot back, his anger rising, "I'm no beggar."
Nathalie glanced at his dusty, wrinkled suit and couldn't help but chuckle. "True, you're not even as well off as a beggar. At least when I was down and out, my clothes were clean and neat. Look at you, such a mess."
Cameron scoffed, "These clothes are pricey. Ever seen a beggar in designer wear?"
With a smirk, Nathalie retorted, "Burlap and linen? Back in the day, those were for funeral shrouds."
Cameron felt a wave of humiliation crash over him.
The suit was a creation Greta crafted a few years back when she was into experimenting with new, textured materials. She hadn't thought to check their historical significance, and Nathalie had caught this slip-up, leaving Cameron red-faced.
Nathalie's expertise was clearly a notch above Greta's.
Cameron was taken aback by her rapid progress over the years and was genuinely impressed. "I would've never guessed you'd come so far in just a few years."
Nathalie, however, kept up her sly digs. "You came back to our old stomping grounds. Can't shake off thoughts of your ex-wife, can you?"
As she spoke, she casually pulled out her phone, framed a selfie with Cameron, and snapped a pic.
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