Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 642

The manor had never been as lively as it was that night. Cameron and Benjamin had caught wind of some news and rushed over, insisting on seeing Nathan.

Dominick and Ford were kept on their toes, dealing with these unwelcome visitors.

"Sorry, but our master doesn't entertain guests here. Please, see yourselves out," Dominick said, practically gritting his teeth.

Benjamin jumped up, "We know Nathan doesn't usually see visitors, that's why we don't bother him. But tonight's different. My grandfather, who is Nathan's grandfather too, is suddenly very ill. He wants to see his beloved grandson. It's a fair request, and if Nathan refuses, it'd be downright heartless."

Dominick could see right through their intentions-they were here to cause trouble. His anger was visible, his eyes blazing.

"The master has his rules. If you want to see him, come back tomorrow."

Cameron tugged on Benjamin's arm, “Benjamin, let's play by their rules. If Nathan doesn't see visitors now, we'll wait till morning." They were hell-bent on seeing Nathan.

Dominick was boiling with frustration.

Just as one problem seemed to settle, another arose.

Miranda from the backyard to the front,

mom's getting old and isn't comfortable with the bedding you gave her. How can you, as her daughter, not care for her? Treating your elders

a basin of water

sister must've been out

pointed fiercely at Miranda, "And you! You were the one who shamelessly begged my sister to take you in: Now, you both turn your backs

about karma

higher power watching over

get you

feeling

a

Greta only dug her heels in further, "Lizzy, I've got nothing to say to a mere servant. I demand to see Nathalie tonight; she

ground on the staircase, "If you want to go upstairs, let's see if you can

physical confrontation with Lizzy. She had

Miranda settled on the couch in the living room. Lizzy was fuming, her face turning a shade

racket Greta and Miranda were causing. Her

me, was it Greta