Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 451

"I hope Ford doesn't spill the beans on him later."

Out in the suburbs of the Capital, Nathalie returned from her little farm with some fresh veggies and fruits she had grown herself. Lizzy came dashing over, phone in hand, clearly in a hurry. "Hey, sis, check this out."

Nathalie grabbed the phone, spotting Nathan's post on social media. She let out a laugh, "Since when did he get the hang of social media?"

But then she saw the picture of Nathan looking utterly worn out, and it took her aback.

"Is Nathan really sick?"

Her face was painted with worry.

Lizzy hesitated, "Sis, actually, the boss came back to the Capital a few days ago. He asked me to keep it under wraps for now. He said he's got a tough battle to face and will come see you once it's all over."

Lizzy sounded heartbroken, "Seeing him this ill, it seems like he's going through hell."

battle?" Nathalie asked,

showdown with the

intuition, she quickly grasped the gravity of Nathan's predicament. It wasn't just about a business clash; it was also about wrestling with the guilt of turning his back

pack up. We're heading back to

practically

pitch. The car zipped through the blackened streets.

in the

socialites, having caught wind of Nathan's illness, transformed into detectives, each tracking down Nathan's address and practically beating down

Dominick were initially over the moon, "Miss Nathalie must be here. The boss

welcoming

and realizing none were Miss Nathalie, their spirits sank, "Miss Nathalie didn't show, and instead, the boss has become a magnet

an exquisite gown, with flawless

out. Maybe she's the one the

"They do seem like a

over, "I heard Mr. Cameron's not

but who are you?" Dominick