Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 405

The waiter nodded. "Yes."

In Europe, tucked away in a presidential suite of a fancy hotel, lay a man sprawled across a king-size bed. With his long limbs taking up most of the space, his face was like a masterpiece of ancient Greek art-handsome and serene, possessing an innocence that only sleep could bring. But as soon as his phone rang, shattering the silence, he opened his eyes, and the whole room seemed to chill. His sharp, hawk-like gaze swirled with an icy detachment, making it clear he wasn't someone you'd want to mess with. Glancing at the caller ID, he swiftly answered, "Hello." It was the quickest he'd ever reached for his phone.

"Sir, as you instructed, we've been keeping a discreet eye on Ms. Nathalie. Her life's pretty straightforward. She's just been at work and home mostly. She does pop by to visit the Browns at the hospital now and then. But tonight..." The caller hesitated. "Go on," the man urged, his voice carrying a weight that could make anyone shiver.

"Ms. Nathalie had dinner with Benjamin tonight..." The caller faltered, clearly unsettled by the man's menacing aura.

"Who made the first move?" The man's voice was so icy it felt like it could freeze over the entire globe.

"It seems Ms. Nathalie was the one who invited Benjamin out..."

"What?" His voice was laced with surprise.

Silence followed a long, tense silence.

"I see."

said, "Stir up some trouble for the Rowlands.

are we talking about,

clenched teeth. "The bigger, the better." Suddenly, recalling something, he added, "And send

until he found Nathalie's number. He traced the digits with his fingertips,

hit the

the capital, Nathalie was in a hotel suite, watching Benjamin sleep like a rock on the bed. Her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Should

head, two

urged her to go

The other resisted, disliking the idea of

room, unable to

her phone rang. Seeing an unfamiliar number, she picked up,

was a long pause on the other

"Who's this?" she asked.