Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 781

With the profits from her savvy investments, she snapped up factories and shops, raking in hefty rental income. Nathalie sat quietly at her computer, lost in a swirl of emotions. She was grappling with the fact that every single dollar raked in by Maple Company was squeaky clean and above board.

Morris had an uncanny knack for business-his instincts were nothing short of brilliant. Whether it was jumping on the next big thing in live streaming, timing his stock market moves just right, or sealing deals in artificial intelligence, he always had a finger on the pulse of opportunity. Looking back at a decade of his business ventures, it was clear: this guy was a natural-born genius.

He'd made his first fortune selling his initial Al robot, without any upfront capital. With that modest start, he slowly but surely built his business empire.

A wave of sadness washed over Nathalie; the money Morris had given her was clean as a whistle. Yet here she was, trying to dig up some dirt? She chuckled at her own foolishness, feeling like she had tainted his pure-hearted generosity.

With mixed feelings, she wandered through Maple Company's internal network. The site was a masterclass in understated elegance-black as a starry night, sprinkled with stars twinkling in varying shades of brightness. The bold white text and minimalist images made it pop in a fresh, eye-catching way.

At the bottom, she noticed a little seed, and it took her a moment to realize-it was a sunflower, ready to burst through the soil. A strange feeling stirred inside her: a hope that Nathan would someday rise like that sunflower from the darkness.

exploring the company's leadership section, Nathalie was floored to see her own name—Vivian-staring

Company had been thriving, and Vivian was its biggest shareholder and the official face of the company. A shiver ran down her spine. Nathan had known her true identity all along, even

possibly known she'd come back to claim her roots now? The whole thing

continued to dig around Maple Company, her shock only deepened. The admiration she had once felt for the

her. She was the wealthiest woman in the

deep, aching sadness. The carefree life she'd enjoyed

Nathan! Nathan!

her face as she transferred over three billion dollars to her own

scandalous headline: "Rowland family's young heir repays colossal sum, sentencing reconsidered.

a mix of joy for some