Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 712

Nathalie's words were short and sweet, yet they cut through the tension in the room like a hot knife through butter. The employees, buoyed by Nathalie's backing, shot looks of disdain and contempt at Greta.

"She only throws her weight around because Mr. Steward is her relative," the male assistant grumbled under his breath.

Greta glared at him, her temper reaching its peak. "Is it wrong for me to lend a hand to my uncle?" she snapped.

At the mention of Mr. Lincoln, the employees shot nervous glances at Nathalie, wondering who he would side with the commanding Greta or the warm-hearted Nathalie?

Nathalie calmly stated, "In our company, we prioritize talent over connections. So Greta, don't overstep your bounds again."

Greta's face flashed a medley of red and white before she stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

The male assistant looked at Nathalie, concern etched on his face. "Mr. Steward, she's definitely going to complain to the CEO. Watch your back."

anyone showing up late, forgetting presentations, or

"Alright, off you go."

left, Lincoln and Greta walked in. What

employees exchanged worried glances, hoping Nathalie

and stayed by the door, trying

Greta wasted no time, using her family ties to criticize Nathalie: "Uncle, I was just correcting some I assistants who made errors, but my sister completely undermined my authority and stood up for them. It made me lose face

so why keep Greta

upbeat appearance, felt relieved of his

why don't you take a few more days to rest at

"I'm bored at home."

gossip-hungry employees at the door started whispering

like Mr. Lincoln has a soft spot for Greta. He doesn't seem too

and none of the