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?"

with her sharp tongue but soft heart, seemed genuinely

know," Nathalie replied, almost

in confusion. "Nathalie, what are you getting at?

cup you drank from? Yeah,

through the room. "What? Are you out of your mind?

asked abruptly, "Greta, how did you find out about

off guard, blurted, "It was the

hit Greta like a lightning bolt, and she stared at Nathalie. "Why

eyes lit up with a wild hope.

her arms defiantly. "Why

Nathalie grabbed her arm. "Please,

The scenes in the Eternal Loop were all

find that person, maybe Nathan

just a puppet. No thoughts, no

you're wrong. He has thoughts. He has

creator programmed everything-height, weight, skin tone... filled him with human-like