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

she used to stay in. She opened her suitcase and slowly hung her clothes in the wardrobe. Only then did she lazily reply, "True, I'm not

taken aback. Her mind struggled to comprehend

tricked a minor into donating a kidney." Miranda's face turned ghostly white, her lips trembling, unable to utter

a Brown, I should get the same treatment, don't you think?" Nathalie added with a smirk. Miranda dryly responded, "If you don't cause any trouble, there's room

a mischievous smile. "Off you go. I need my

Miranda left, flustered.

the door clicked shut, Nathalie slid to the floor, overwhelmed by the memories this place

false fatherly affection Un the

for one reason: to dismantle the very

where bedridden Patrick sensed something wrong. "Is our daughter home?"

nodded. "Yes, our daughter is back." But

Miranda kept the truth from him. Patrick drifted into a peaceful sleep, holding

early hours, a nervous Miranda finally

voice was laced