Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

In the bustling city, the daughters of elite families would seize the chance to visit Nathalie, hoping to cozy up to her. They feared Nathan's influence and were eager to win Nathalie's favor to shield their families from his potential wrath. Nathalie, however, found these interactions draining. Still, she maintained a facade of pleasant conversation out of courtesy.

That was until Ashley stepped into her hospital room. Unlike the other girls, Ashley naturally carried more weight and status. So when she discreetly suggested the others leave, they respectfully obliged, saying their goodbyes to Nathalie and slipping away quietly.

Without waiting for an invitation, Ashley settled into the chair by Nathalie's bed, her aura of confidence as natural as breathing. Nathalie simply watched, waiting for Ashley to break the silence.

Ashley let out a sigh. "I bet you're wondering why I'm here, aren't you?"

Nathalie replied, "Everyone else came bearing chocolates and flowers, yet you show up empty-handed. I have a feeling you're not here for a friendly chat about my recovery."

Ashley looked a bit sheepish. "I figured you didn't need another box of sweets, so I skipped it."

the chase, "Let's skip the small talk.

stirred within Ashley, her eyes suddenly glistening with emotion. "Nathalie, I'm begging you, please, let the

hook?

not have directly, but

was Nathan. Protective of her own, Nathalie responded coolly, "He's ambitious. A newcomer trying to outdo established families is bound to face challenges. His

you know, he pushed my grandfather to the brink,

a veteran in the business world. Setbacks are part of the deal; his resolve shouldn't be

Maple Company. We've been stuck in a rut, bleeding money daily. If he doesn't lift the sanctions, we'll be bankrupt. My grandfather was

grew.

incident suddenly made