Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 269

The energy from Timeless Cycle fizzled out, leaving the image to disappear into nothingness. Greta stood there, frozen, breaking into a cold sweat. Timeless Cycle held all her secrets, her wrongs. It was downright terrifying. "Greta," Cameron called from the bathroom.

She hesitated for what felt like an eternity before tucking Timeless Cycle into her clothes, grabbing Cameron's clean laundry, and leaving the room. When Cameron emerged, he found her lost in thought at the dining table. With a smile, he asked, "What's on your mind?"

Greta turned, flashing a soft, teasing smile. "Oh, nothing. I'm just feeling bad for you. You've stood up to my sister, who's as stubborn as they come, all for me. I feel awful about it." Cameron gave her a reassuring pat on the head. "Honestly, my selfishness stirred up trouble with her and even hurt her health. She has every right to hate me. I can't blame her." Greta stared at him, taken aback by his guilt and understanding toward Nathalie. It left her feeling uneasy.

"Aren't you being a bit too lenient with her?" Greta asked, jealousy creeping into her voice.

Cameron replied, "Greta, Timeless Cycle showed me the past. If I hadn't convinced Nathalie to donate her kidney for my own gain, her life could be so much better now. In the end, we're the ones who messed up. So, even she schemed to get me locked up, I chose not to hold it against her."

She clenched her hands tightly inside her sleeves. "But what if she takes it further and starts mess with

her, "I won't let her hurt

you've fallen out with the Dawson family, they won't have your back anymore. But Nathalie has Nathan on her side. How will you protect me if

now

family's success has my fingerprints all over it. If

and she made a beeline for Patrick's hospital

there, eyeing Nathalie like she was the enemy. "What do you want?" Miranda demanded

to a frail figure, timidly sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bedpan. The sour smell of

couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Miranda couldn't fend for herself, but still took on the responsibility of caring for her bedridden ex-husband,

mighty have fallen," Nathalie said with a shrug. "Mom, you know, when I was little all I wanted was to grow up strong and show you that having me as your daughter was the