Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 727

Nathalie's mind was spinning with snapshots of recent events, replaying like a broken record. Her gut told her the truth she was chasing was just around the

corner.

At Dawson Manor, Greta and Miranda stumbled back home, looking like they'd been through a storm. Greta, once filled with pride and lofty dreams, had been brought low by Lincoln. She felt as insignificant as a bug hiding from the light. She locked herself away, ignoring Miranda's pleas and attempts to coax her out.

When Cameron got home from work, the maid filled him in on Greta's situation: "Madam went to Stewart Corporation, hoping her well-off uncle could rescue her from her troubles. But she came back, shut herself in her room, and won't eat or drink. Who knows what went down?"

Cameron stayed calm, pretty sure Greta had hit a dead end at Stewart Corporation. He didn't feel sorry for Greta, just curious about how Lincoln was dealing with those who'd crossed his daughter. After all, he'd wronged Nathalie once too. If Lincoln couldn't let Greta off the hook, why would he forgive Cameron?

With that in mind, Cameron headed to Greta's room. As he got closer, he found Miranda in her wheelchair, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Greta, please, don't do this to your mom. It's all on me. I'll sort things out with Mr. Lincoln, I promise. I won't let him drag you into this mess."

like you? You're both clueless and mean, taking someone else's child support and treating their daughter like

to be born to

It's my fault. I shouldn't have treated Nathalie

as he walked over. Miranda looked at him like he was her last hope, letting out a sigh of relief: "Cameron, you're just in time. Help me get Greta to

Greta flung open the door, but Cameron's piercing gaze was

bitterly: "How could I have been so blind to fall for someone from a family

ungrateful, deceitful, vain just

Greta's knees buckled, and she suddenly coughed up

"Cameron, I'm the one to blame here.

with despair, and for the first time in years, his

Nina blocked their way. She was clutching her stomach, cheeks flushed, crying out, "Daddy, my tummy hurts. I think I'm dying."

a panic, Cameron dropped Greta and rushed