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.

Miranda was waiting. "Why won't you answer me?"

used to stay in. She opened her suitcase and slowly hung her clothes in the wardrobe. Only then did she lazily reply,

mind struggled to

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

should get the same treatment, don't you think?" Nathalie added

her a mischievous smile. "Off you

Miranda left, flustered.

clicked shut, Nathalie slid to the floor, overwhelmed

kindness, making her starved for love and fall for his false fatherly affection Un the

one reason: to dismantle the very thing

returned to the master bedroom, where bedridden Patrick sensed something wrong. "Is our daughter home?" he asked, hope shining

at him and nodded. "Yes, our daughter is back." But it

kept the truth from him. Patrick drifted into

the early hours, a nervous

voice was laced