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, insisting on seeing

bedding you gave her. How can you, as her daughter, not care for her? Treating your elders so harshly-you're

water and dumped it right over Greta's

been out of her mind

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

karma

higher power watching over

tongues will get you in trouble for

turned away, feeling

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heels in further, "Lizzy, I've got nothing to say to a mere servant.

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

a chance in a physical confrontation with Lizzy. She had no choice but to back down.

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

Nathalie listened to the racket Greta and Miranda

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