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?"

would you have me call you?" Nathalie asked, her tone steady

my grandson. You should know what to call me,"

me his mom passed away when he was young, his

and ignored him completely. Oh, and his stepmom

downright evil

sell him into a

where life was hell."

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

Myla turned as white as a sheet,

you cheat with a hostess and drive your wife

face turned a dark shade, as years of

" Mason burst out, seething with anger, "Since when do youngsters speak to their elders like

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

it hurts. She looked Mason in the eye and smiled, "So, Mason, is it normal for elders to treat