Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 519

Mason and Gavin stood with the air of authority that only comes with age, silently sizing up Nathalie, as if trying to read her every move.

Nathalie wasn't about to play the part of the dutiful youngster or act like some starstruck fan fawning over a billionaire. With a calm face that gave nothing away, she spoke with a surprising firmness, "Nathan's been working himself to the bone recently. He's exhausted and sleeping more than usual. He wakes up grumpy, and none of us dare to bother him. If Mason has something crucial to discuss, he can pass it through me, and I'll make sure Nathan gets the message." Her voice was soft, yet it carried an unexpected weight that made Mason pause. Benjamin, catching sight of Nathalie after some time apart, couldn't help but notice how she seemed even more captivating, the sharpness she once had replaced by a softer allure that drew him in even more. He swallowed nervously, trying to break the ice, "Hey, Nathalie, it's been too long."

Nathalie shot back, "Mr. Nathan's from a high-standing family, always carrying himself like he's a notch above everyone else. I'm careful not to get too close to you, Benjamin, in case I end up caught in one of your games."

Feeling awkward, Benjamin stammered, "I made bad choices before, letting Cameron's lies get to me. I treated you unfairly, Nathalie, and I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Nathalie replied, "I'm a married woman now, Benjamin. It's not very polite to call me by my first name like that."

Benjamin's confidence deflated instantly.

Mason scoffed, "So you remember you're married, huh? But you don't greet your elders? Is this how you welcome guests?"

have me call you?" Nathalie

is my grandson. You should know what to call me," Mason retorted, his

mom passed away when he was young, his dad ran off with a

ignored him completely. Oh, and his

downright evil into

him into

where life was hell."

gentle gaze turned razor-sharp as she looked at Myla, "Are you the

a sheet,

you cheat with a hostess and drive your wife

as years of hidden guilt

seething with anger, "Since when do

before. He had always been gentle, which made his quest for revenge all the more deliberate and controlled. He was too refined

the eye and smiled,