Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 672

Until Greta's patience wore thin, she couldn't hold back any longer and dropped her polite facade. With a hint of irritation, she shot a question at Lizzy, "What's Nathalie's deal? I've been waiting forever, and she's just dodging me?"

Lizzy, with an air of arrogance, replied, "My sister's swamped with work and isn't meeting anyone these days. If Mrs. Dawson is in such a rush, she's free to leave."

Greta needed Nathalie's help, so walking away empty-handed wasn't an option. She decided to grit her teeth and wait it out.

It was the middle of the night when Nathalie finally showed up, just as Greta was nodding off.

Nathalie, in a thoughtful gesture, handed Greta a mug of herbal tea. "Here's a little something to perk you up. Want some?"

Knowing full well that she needed all her wits about her for the upcoming conversation, Greta accepted the tea without a second thought and drained it in

one go.

"So, my little sister is the Stewart family's favorite now, huh? Hard to even get a minute with you," Greta remarked, her words tinged with bitterness.

Nathalie glanced at the tea stains on Greta's lips and, out of the blue, asked, "How's your health been, sis?"

genuinely concerned. This unexpected question warmed Greta's heart a little. "You know my health's

to know," Nathalie replied, almost

confusion. "Nathalie, what are you getting at? Does my lousy health make you

drank from? Yeah, it's from the infectious diseases department at

"What? Are you out of your mind?

Nathalie's expression shifted, and she asked abruptly, "Greta, how did you find out about Nathan's

blurted, "It was the Eternal Loop.

bolt, and she stared at Nathalie. "Why

eyes lit up with a wild hope. "Who

crossed her arms defiantly. "Why should I

her arm. "Please, tell

in the Eternal Loop were all jumbled. All I saw was

find that

was incredulous. "He's just a puppet. No thoughts, no soul. Why

distraught, "No, you're wrong. He has thoughts. He has a soul." Greta was taken aback

just a bunch of code. His creator programmed everything-height, weight, skin tone... filled him with human-like expressions, actions, and words.