Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 303

Nathalie paused, and her face lit with a proud smile. "Oh, I knew the one who was talking. He was the local gangster. He was always causing chaos-thieving, robbing, even kidnapping. He'd been in and out of jail a bunch of times. I wasn't surprised if the child was one of Nathan nodded, clearly impressed. "Nathalie, you're so sharp."

his victims."

Nathalie got more animated, her eyes shining. "I couldn't help but feel drawn to this kid, and deep down, I just wanted to help him. So, I had a lightbulb moment. I stepped up and claimed the child as my little brother."

"The guy was scared I'd ruin his plans. He glared at me and threatened me, saying, 'Little beggar, you should watch your words. You two don't look a thing alike...""

mom, and my brother takes after our dad. Our family's poor, and our parents aren't well, so we've been out begging since we were little... My name's Nellie. And he's..." "The little boy responded, 'My

face softened with

name to go with my story. Everyone around us believed it-even that guy started looking nervous. I seized the moment, moved through the crowd, and went up to the kid.

with tears, her voice thick with emotion. "He was just a little thing, light as a feather. Those awful traffickers had starved him, leaving him skin and bones. They beat him where it wouldn't show and pinched him. When I took him home and gave him a bath, there wasn't a single part of him

eyes, too. "Him meeting you was a bit of luck in all

her face clouded with regret. "After I took him home, I hid him in my room. All I had to do was buy a bit more food and teach him how to read and write. The kid was sharp, he learned fast and had a sunny disposition He looked cute, too, but just a

and Kim every single day. She called me shameless for playing mom at my age, called him a burden, an unwanted child, and said he was dragging us down, She demanded he be sent away. The kid had such pride; his eyes were always red from crying... But I had no choice. I had to work,

him to hang in there, wait until I could make enough money to take him away. He was so goodx, ignored my mom's harsh words, and survived in our home for six