Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 275

Greta was caught off guard and realized something. "Nathalie, you took Mom away just to make me look bad, didn't you?" Her frustration with Nathalie grew even deeper.

On the other side of town, Miranda went home with Nathalie, expecting to find her living in a run-down place. But as soon as they stepped inside, Miranda was floored by the spacious living room, the luxurious decor, and all the pricey ornaments. This massive apartment on the city's south side was worth at least six figures. At nearly 4,000 square feet, it was like a rare gem, with a price tag pushing into the millions. It was the kind of place Miranda could only dream of living in. She was so excited her voice shook. "Nathalie, when did you get such an amazing place? How did you become so wealthy and not tell us? You have to take care of us now. We've had a rough life, and it's finally time for some comfort." With a cool edge, Nathalie replied, "Don't get the wrong idea. I didn't bring you here for a joyride."

Miranda was taken aback. "Then why am I here?"

Nathalie casually poured herself a glass of juice, sipping it elegantly without offering any to Miranda. After finishing, she looked at her coldly and said, "You remember how you treated me back then, right?"

Miranda's eyes flickered with guilt as she fumbled for words. "I'm getting old, so I'm a bit forgetful. I can't remember things from so long ago."

Nathalie leaned in, not letting her off the hook. "Real Alzheimer's doesn't work like that. People might forget recent stuff but remember the distant past vividly."

recall; I'll help remind you. The way you treated me is

cornered and apologized, "Nathalie, I know I messed

anger rise. Why should someone who caused so much hurt

timid figure, and her resolve wavered. What was the point of punishing Miranda? She was just an old woman, nearly at life's end. Fighting with

QUMS

were with me. Don't expect love or respect. But as long as

hoped for a prosperous daughter to elevate her.

be grateful. I didn't leave you with Greta to serve her and deal with that bedridden ex of yours. That's your

silent.

care for