Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 707

Lincoln chuckled, shaking his head, "I never in a million years thought my daughter would have to go through such a tough life."

Nathalie watched her father's thin hands, veins bulging from the tension he was holding. His usually gentle eyes were streaked with red, gleaming with a fierce, almost menacing light.

Nathalie closed her eyes.

The moment she dreaded had finally arrived.

"Vivian," he said, his voice firm, "I couldn't protect you before. But now that I'm back, I won't let anyone push you around anymore."

He suddenly stood up, resolute, "I'll handle Greta and her mother. As for Cameron, I'll take everything from him, and then you can have your revenge however you like."

Nathalie was left speechless.

"Okay."

In the prison library, inmates were engaged in learning.

These brainy offenders mostly read books that cleansed their souls or economic texts that piqued their interests.

Except for Inmate No. 13. He sat with a dignified grace in his wheelchair, a psychology book perched on his lap.

officer walked in, observing him from a

a plain prison uniform,

How did the Rowland and

"No. 13, you

up, hesitated briefly, then retrieved a

give this to

surprised to see it dance in his palm. "You can make a moving robot out

replied, "If she comes to see me,

13, seemingly to avoid further

brilliant mind, it's a real shame

At the hospital.

in front of

you, I don't need No. 13's help,"

and placing the dancing paper

Nathalie watched it, astonished.

she couldn't place where she'd seen it

says he wants

taken aback. "He made this for

Officer Ashburn nodded.

are you all jumping through hoops for

laughed helplessly. "Do you think we enjoy being