Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 565

Cameron paused for a moment, then stood up and said, "Even the wisest can slip up. I don't buy that he's untouchable."

He grabbed his coat from the chair and headed out, "I need to see Greta."

Benjamin, not too thrilled, replied, "You go ahead. I'm staying. Greta's lost it; do you really think she's got dirt on Nathan?"

Cameron replied firmly, "I do."

Benjamin looked at him, the confidence in Cameron's eyes swaying his decision, "Alright, fine, I'll tag along one more time."

When Cameron and Benjamin reached the psychiatric hospital, Cameron chose not to disturb Greta. Instead, he stood at the door, quietly watching her for a while.

Greta was sitting cross-legged on the bed, softly humming a tune. It was their song. Cameron listened, his eyes glistening with tears.

Benjamin, growing impatient, asked, "Aren't we going in?"

Cameron replied, "Let's wait a bit."

Puzzled, Benjamin asked, "Wait for what?"

Greta's madness might be manipulated

in shock, "Who

"Nathan."

Benjamin fell silent.

was a menace, beyond

singing, out of sheer boredom, she began tracing circles on the bed. Over and over, until she started

saw her

eyes, "Cameron, you've got

wife writing another man's name,

wondered, "What secret is Nathan hiding? Why is Greta so

ever thought she might have

shot him

on Greta and suddenly looked

"Cameron, look."

crossing out Nathan's name with an X, like she was trying to seal him away. Unable to decipher Greta's intentions, Cameron stepped into

Cameron, a hint

appeared in her eyes, but then she remembered something and started backing

called her