Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 314

Fortunately, the mansion's front door had been left unlocked. Nathalie stood at the threshold, dragging her oversized suitcase.

As lightning lit up the sky, Nathalie's silhouette appeared ghostly, startling Miranda, who had just gotten up for a late-night bathroom trip, into a terrified scream. "Ah!"

"It's just me," Nathalie said calmly.

Miranda's scream was cut short. Nathalie flipped on the wall light, revealing Miranda's shocked expression. "What are you doing here?" Miranda stammered.

"I'm here to settle a score," Nathalie replied.

Miranda's face went pale. She wheeled herself after Nathalie. "I heard Nathan got seriously hurt trying to save you. Mason must be livid and probably kicked you out. So now you're back here trying to stay with us?" "But Nathalie, you know you're not really a Brown. This isn't your home. You shouldn't be here. So, could you please leave?"

Nathalie ignored Miranda and continued up the spiral staircase, suitcase in tow.

Unable to follow her up the stairs, Miranda had to use the elevator to reach the second floor.

the staircase, Miranda was waiting. "Why won't you answer

the wardrobe. Only then did she lazily reply, "True, I'm not a Brown. But are you brave enough to

aback. Her mind struggled to

a minor into donating a kidney." Miranda's face turned ghostly white,

perks of me being a Brown, I should get the same treatment, don't you think?" Nathalie added with

mischievous smile. "Off you go. I need my

Miranda left, flustered.

the floor, overwhelmed by

kindness, making her starved for love and fall for his false fatherly affection Un the end, she had willingly agreed to donate a kidney

was back for one reason: to dismantle the

sensed something wrong. "Is our daughter home?" he

"Yes, our daughter is back." But it wasn't

the truth from him. Patrick drifted into

early hours, a nervous Miranda finally called Greta

Greta's voice was