Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 478

Minnie's return had Nathalie running around like a whirlwind.

First stop was the mall, where she picked out a bunch of cute clothes and essentials for Minnie. Normally, Nathalie was a bit of a control freak, but this shopping spree was the first time she really let loose. Dominick Ford was along for the ride, juggling what seemed like a mountain of clothes, while Lizzy's hands were so full she couldn't possibly carry another thing.

When Nathalie turned around with the last item in hand, she couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Ford and Lizzy struggling under their loads. "Alright, let's head back," she said with a sheepish grin.

On their way home, though, they ran into the last people Nathalie wanted to see: Cameron and Greta. Greta was lugging shopping bags, while Cameron sauntered along with his hands coolly tucked in his pockets.

Seeing Nathalie, Greta put on a fake friendly face. "Nathalie, it's been ages! How's life treating you?"

Nathalie was desperate to steer clear of her. "My life's none of your business," she shot back.

Greta's eyes flicked to Nathalie's empty hands and she found a new way to dig at her. "Why didn't you buy anything? Is everything too pricey for you? You've always been so thrifty, never one to splash out. But hey, life's short, Nathalie. You should treat yourself now and then. Look at me, I just snagged two dresses without a second thought..."

"Some things never change, huh? Your sharp tongue is

forming a united front. Greta looked puzzled by these unfamiliar

anything? All this is

Nathalie's shopping haul. It was like Nathalie was stocking up for a feast, while Greta had to meticulously choose, always mindful of not overspending and

ever the detail-oriented one, noticed all the clothes were for kids and got a bit worked

for a child around three years old, and a troubling thought

terrified Cameron might find out about Minnie. She played it cool, "They're for a friend's kid." Cameron

why you're spending like there's no tomorrow. Helping out

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"I've got things to do. Goodbye," she

should

was written all over her

a hint of sadness creeping in, said, "Dad's not doing well. The doctors say he might not have much time left." Nathalie's response was icy, "So,

Greta, furious, slapped Nathalie.