Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 602

Nathalie was taken aback. "Are you telling me Regan did all this without his son having a clue?"

Nathan nodded. "Yep."

Nathalie's face turned serious as she thought it over. Why wouldn't Regan want to share the scoop about her, the Stewart family's hidden daughter, with his son? There were probably a couple of reasons. First, maybe he was embarrassed- since Regan messed up back then. Or maybe he and his son didn't see eye to eye, and Regan feared his son might throw a wrench in his plans, so he kept it under wraps.

Nathan, picking up on Nathalie's thoughts, said, "Sis, I reckon Mr. Lincoln can't sit this one out. Maybe you should have a chat with him."

Nathalie nodded, looking at Nathan. "Can you set up a meeting for me with him?"

Nathan grinned widely. "Sure thing."

He turned and walked away.

Nathalie watched him go, and for the first time noticed he seemed to be hobbling a bit.

"Nathan."

She rushed over, eyes glued to his leg with concern. "Did you hurt your leg? Let me see how bad it is." She crouched down, ready to roll up his pant leg.

"Sis, I'm good. Just a little

glanced up at him. "Is that really

helped her to her feet. "Would I lie to

never had before, so Nathalie

forget the ointment."

Nathalie

as soon as he was out the door,

not expecting him, absentmindedly let him

when the door swung open and she saw Cameron, tall and imposing, with a bruised face,

you

rubbed his nose but still walked in, despite Nathalie's less- than-welcoming

casually slumped into a chair, kicking back. "Not thrilled to see

hope you know we're strangers now. Isn't there a saying? A decent ex is one who doesn't get in the way. Ideally, they're like a

should

was at a loss for

What do

long look, emotions

injuries. Once upon a time, she'd

"Nathalie, so