Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 675

The guard eyed her with a smirk, almost like she was a joke. "A real piece of work, aren't you?"

Miranda had been waiting at the entrance for what felt like forever before Nathalie finally showed up. It was as if the sky opened up after a long drought; Miranda practically sprinted over to her. "Nathalie." She always donned that sweet, caring smile whenever she needed something from Nathalie.

But Nathalie's face was as frosty as a winter morning.

Remembering how Miranda had swiped her father's hefty inheritance and treated her so poorly, Nathalie's dislike for Miranda's cold-hearted ways only deepened.

Miranda brushed off Nathalie's icy demeanor. Her thin hand reached for Nathalie's sleeve in desperation. "Nathalie, your sister's sick. You're the only one who can help her now."

Despite the gloom in her heart, Nathalie felt an unexpected thrill. "Sick? With what?" Her voice was oddly upbeat.

"Kidney failure."

Nathalie's stony façade cracked, and genuine joy peeked through.

"Ha!" She actually burst out laughing.

Miranda gawked at Nathalie, completely thrown off. This wasn't at all how she imagined things would go.

"Nathalie, your sister's seriously ill. It's terminal. How can you laugh?”

her laughter, a wicked grin on her

was dumbfounded, slowly letting go of Nathalie's

"Why?"

failure? That's thanks to me," Nathalie whispered, her

floor. "Why would you do that to

Miranda was baffled.

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