Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 573 When Nathalie reached the bottom of the stairs, spotting Ashley there was the last thing she expected. "Ashley, what brings you here out of the blue?" she asked, masking her surprise.

Ashley's face turned slightly awkward. She used to look down on Nathalie, yet here stood the woman who had effortlessly won over Nathan, the man she once adored. In Nathalie's presence, Ashley felt like the one who had lost, and it was a bitter pill to swallow.

Luckily, Ashley had moved on, finding solace in a new romance, which had eased the sting of losing Nathan. So, her animosity towards Nathalie had dulled over time.

"Ms. Nathalie, I'm here to pass on a message to Nathan: The Stewart family has been a fixture in the Capital for a hundred years. We may not have the flash of the Rowlands or the Dawsons, but our roots run deep. We're not going anywhere. He should stop wasting his time trying to bring us down. Why go for mutual destruction?"

Nathalie's demeanor shifted. "What do you mean Nathan is going after the Stewart family?"

She had a hunch about Nathan's motives-probably to stand up for her. A warm feeling washed over her, but she didn't want Nathan embroiled in conflict on her behalf. She didn't want him vulnerable because of her.

"Ashley, business is like a warzone. You never know the outcome until the end," Nathalie shot back. She had no desire to clash with the Stewarts, but Ashley's smug assurance irked her enough to respond. You can't show weakness in front of an opponent.

these matters, sensed Nathalie's confidence and showed a flicker of doubt. She straightened up, trying to muster some bravado.

battlefield, sure. But winning isn't just about strength; it's about timing, location, and people skills. Especially people skills-they're a tricky thing. I've never seen a family lacking

shifted

finally deciding to come clean. "Nathalie, I know

between you and

some things

beyond our control."

forcing fate; it's about not stooping

implying? Are you calling

calmly,

be bitter just because you can't have what you