Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 627

Greta was like an overgrown baby, just needing to open her mouth to be fed. When Nathalie saw this, it made her blood boil. She turned to Lizzy, frustration etched on her face, and said, "Look at you all, treating her like she's royalty. Do you spoon-feed her every day? She can use her hands just fine, can't she? Seems like she can even boss others around."

Lizzy was fuming, barely able to keep it together. "This is ridiculous. If the old lady's so capable, why on earth are we waiting on her hand and foot?"

Nathalie swung the door open, but Miranda was too busy doting on Greta to notice her arrival. Nathalie cleared her throat loudly, startling Miranda so much she dropped the fruit platter she was holding. Her panic was written all over her face.

Greta rolled her eyes at Miranda's cowardice. "Really? You're scared of her? She's not some monster with a hundred arms. Get a grip."

For once, Greta seemed to have a moment of clarity. Nathalie took a seat across from Greta, meeting her gaze steadily.

"You're pretty lucky, you know. Do you even realize that your good fortune rides on someone else's back?"

hoops to get you here, sweet-talking everyone left and right. Instead of appreciating her efforts, you belittle her for being timid. If I had a daughter as

"Nathalie, who do you think you are? Just a stray my mom took in. Without her, you'd be nothing.

anger, pointing at Greta. "Who do you think you are to talk to my sister like that? Sure, your mom helped raise her, but you didn't. My sister owes your mom,

thumbs-up. "Nicely put. I'll owe you a drumstick

"Yay!" Lizzy cheered.

and Greta managed to

bigger person and let you. But remember, you're

a furious shade, but she knew she was stuck. Miranda spoke up for

trouble anymore. We'll keep to ourselves and not stir

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