Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 270

Greta was feeling really hurt and abruptly cut Nathalie off. "Nathalie, don't start with the fake sympathy. Mom took care of Dad because she wanted to, not because she had to. She's not like you, who seems to have forgotten where you came from and how to respect your

parents."

Nathalie shot Greta a mocking look. "Greta, you only say you take care of our parents with words, don't you?"

"All these years, they've given everything for you. Have you ever cooked them a meal? Sewn them a piece of clothing? No, you haven't. So, your so-called care is just empty words."

Nathalie's pointed remarks left Greta flustered, and she mumbled weakly, "I'm not well. I don't have the strength to help them, and they understand."

"Oh, you're not well? But that wasn't the case when you went to Milan for Fashion Week a few years back. You made loads of outfits, then. How come you didn't think to make something for our parents?"

Greta's face turned a deep shade of red, her eyes darting nervously to Miranda.

Miranda's gaze toward Greta turned noticeably icy.

You can't even hold a bedpan without shaking. You should be living in comfort now. Remember when we lived together in that little place by Rainbow

lip,

Her two daughters were so different. Greta's talk was sweeter than

felt genuinely happy. With Greta, she felt worn

expression, Nathalie knew she had

couldn't hold back her anger. "Nathalie, why are you even here? You've changed your name, so you're not part of the Brown family anymore. We don't want you here." Nathalie

bedpan suddenly dropped to the floor, spilling everywhere.

realize she'd been

and offered it to Nathalie, "If you want

hair. She knew her bond with Miranda was

already done a DNA test. This time, she wanted to test

Nathalie aside. "What are

Nathalie noted Greta's over-the-top

panic. Nathalie figured something

"Move aside," she demanded.