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

straight to the room she used to stay in. She opened her suitcase and slowly hung her clothes in the wardrobe. Only then did she

taken aback. Her mind struggled to comprehend

I'm not a Brown because it would reveal how you tricked a minor into donating a kidney." Miranda's face turned ghostly white, her lips trembling, unable to utter

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

flashed her a mischievous smile. "Off you go.

Miranda left, flustered.

the door clicked shut, Nathalie slid to the floor, overwhelmed

for love and fall for his false fatherly affection Un the end, she had willingly agreed

one reason: to dismantle the very thing that

bedroom, where bedridden Patrick sensed something wrong.

our daughter is

kept the truth from him. Patrick drifted

the early hours, a nervous

it?" Greta's voice