Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Given Nathalie's fragile state of mind, Lincoln couldn't stand the thought of his daughter being stressed out, so he told her to take some time off and stay home.

But Lincoln never imagined that Nathalie's retreat would become the talk of the town, with online gossip about her unusual obsession with dolls spreading like wildfire.

"That Ashley, once out and about in the streets, had this bizarre fascination with dolls, even treating them as if they were real companions. Since her doll husband vanished, she's been in a deep funk."

"Born into a modest background, Ashley couldn't find a real-life prince charming, so she turned to lifeless dolls for comfort."

"She trained her doll husband to be completely obedient. When he 'fell apart,' so did her heart."

"This world is just plain strange. Some folks love flowers, others are into cats and dogs, and now, someone loves dolls..."

Lincoln's anger was about to blow the roof off when he saw these headlines.

"Someone, get in here now!" he bellowed from his office.

Greta burst in, nearly tripping over herself. "Uncle, what's going on?"

Lincoln demanded, "Find out who's behind these nasty rumors about my daughter Vivian. Once I know, they won't get away with it."

stammered, "Uncle, if I may speak freely, while those online rumors are harsh, they're not completely off the mark. Instead of going after the rumor mill, why not deal with the root of the issue? My sister isn't exactly young anymore; maybe

for Vivian is indeed a solid idea. But I still can't let those rumor spreaders get

a cold sweat trickle

all, she was the one stirring

dig into who's really behind

"Off you go, then."

back to work on his computer. He logged into Stewart

cess it.

voice came from the computer: "I've

hacker?" Lincoln's heart skipped a

had once

regain control of the Stewart

popped up on the screen: If your daughter was

shy and timid, would you still support her as your

yes, N for

even blink