Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 834

When the real estate agent showed up with potential buyers, Greta had already stripped the house of anything valuable, trying to squeeze out its last ounce of worth. Greta and Miranda were still living there, clinging to what remained.

Greta turned beet red with anger the moment she spotted Nathalie and Dominick.

"Nathalie, I could sell this house to anyone, but I won't sell it to you," she snapped.

Nathalie looked at her with a mix of pity and indifference. "Do you even have the authority to make that call?"

Greta shook her head, smoothing her hair with an air of grace and elegance. "Greta, you've never really known your place, have you?"

Greta shot back defiantly, "My place? I am Mrs. Dawson. Of course, I have the right to decide who buys this house!"

lost your mind? If I remember correctly, this house is part of the Dawson family estate-Cameron's property from

"Nathalie, you're a cruel woman. Karma will catch

looks have faded, and you've lost your leverage to win any man's favor. How long do you think Cameron's money will last you? In a few years, you'll be lying alone in a rented room, bloated and despairing. Your body will rot and stink, and who knows which poor soul will have to deal with your

weak with fear, clung tightly to

seem like a vengeful spirit come back to haunt

couldn't hold back her tears, feeling guilty towards Nathalie but too ashamed

face for Greta. She lowered her once proud head

voice rose. "And why didn't she

Miranda went silent.

years. Her hair had turned completely white, and her hands shook like leaves in the wind. In a happy family, she would have been enjoying her golden years. Instead, she

looking after a gravely ill Greta,

almost invisible but there nonetheless. After