Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Natalie fixed Patrick with a steely gaze. "What was going through your mind when you pulled that dagger?" she asked, her tone icy.

Patrick's face drained of color. At that moment, all he had wanted was to get rid of Natalie so there'd be no one left to vie with Greta for Cameron's affection. "Thanks for that stab. It finally gave me the resolve to deal with you," Natalie said, her words cutting like a knife.

Patrick was left speechless.

"Oh, and I had your fortune read. The fortune teller said you'd end up alone, with no kids to see you off. Quite the prophecy, huh?"

Patrick's eyes widened. "No kids to see me off?" he echoed, his voice barely a whisper. As the weight of her words sank in, he felt his world crumble.

"Nellie, what are you planning for your sister? I won't let you hurt her," he stammered.

Natalie mouthed silently, "I want you all to rot in hell."

The malevolence in her expression made Patrick feel as if he were staring into the eyes of a vengeful specter. Fear gripped him. "Nellie, we live in a society bound by law. You can't harm your sister."

Dad, I'm all about following the rules," Natalie replied with a wicked grin. "I'll just

beside himself, shouting, "You can't tell her that. It'll destroy

Natalie's satisfaction. "Dad, if I don't tell her, what if she wants to find you?" she taunted before walking

had hired a caretaker to look after her, but Greta, accustomed to a life of pampering, sulked without her

Cameron was unreachable, too. He was tied up with

snapped at the caretaker, "I don't want your help. You're so clumsy. I want my dad to take

her, "Greta, your dad's payment only

was taken

Who's going to take care of me then? You can't leave

shrugged. "You better find someone soon. I'm not coming

Patrick again, but it

the caretaker, "Can't you stay just

"You're such a handful. I can't manage

things couldn't get worse, the hospital sent