Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 69

That day, the Rowland family's clubhouse was buzzing like never before.

When Paige and Benjamin finally showed up, they were floored by the rows of luxury cars lined up outside.

Paige clenched her fists, gritting her teeth. "It's just a little birthday bash for a Rowland family nobody. How'd it reel in so many big shots?"

Benjamin tried to keep his cool, and reassured his mom. "Don't get worked up, Mom. These VIPs aren't here for Nathan; they're here for the Rowland family's name. Once they see Nathan in his shabby get-up, they'll know his status in our family isn't worth a dime." A venomous grin spread across Paige's face. She squared her shoulders and marched into the clubhouse with Benjamin right on her heels.

They expected to be hit with a wave of glitz and glamour befitting the Rowland family's top-dog status. But instead of the opulence they imagined, they found walls adorned with classical art and poetry, each piece offering blessings to Nathan and the Rowland family. Paige, from a modest background, didn't get the whole poetry and art thing. She thought the paintings and ancient poems were far from luxurious and seemed pretty old-fashioned. With a smirk, she whispered to Benjamin, "Son, did you pick these up from a flea market? You must've pocketed a nice little bonus, huh?"

Benjamin had indeed skimmed a decent chunk off the party budget, but he wasn't feeling too great about it.

art, but he'd had an elite education. He knew these paintings and calligraphies were priceless. They gave the room a scholarly vibe, though he couldn't quite put a price

not be worth much, but they do lend a touch of class to

better. It doesn't tarnish the Rowland family's scholarly image and still shows how little we think of

Just then, Nathan arrived.

couple hundred bucks, a bargain compared to the fancy

smirk,

Nathan. His words were

sugar-coated with sarcasm. "Hey,

see all this? I went all

e these treasures in something flashy, which is