Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Morris had been avoiding Nathalie on purpose. Only after she left did he head downstairs to eat.

Lincoln was unusually attentive this time around, fussing over Morris with water, breakfast pastries, and warm conversation. "Nathan, these breakfast scones were made by Nathalie herself. Give them a try, won't you?"

Morris picked up a scone with an air of elegance, took a bite, and his eyebrows knitted together slightly.

It was overly salty.

Yet, he kept a straight face and took a sip of the chamomile tea next to him.

Eager to please, Lincoln asked, "Nathan, how do you find my daughter's cooking?"

Morris replied, "It's alright."

Lincoln beamed, "You see, my daughter is both smart and kind-hearted. She's even willing to cook for you. Isn't that rare these days?"

Morris nodded, "Indeed, it is."

Lincoln seized the moment, "Nathan, I want to formally apologize for any past misunderstandings. I might not have treated you well, and for that, I'm truly sorry."

Lincoln bowed deeply to Morris.

that he dropped his spoon

say it straight," Morris said, clearly

crossed his arms,

insisted, "I really hope

worried I'll be a bad influence on your daughter?"

in the eye and asked, "Would you really do that

he broke

a turn he didn't

"Uncle," he said cautiously,

legs? They're numb. I'll never stant again Are you sure you want to entrust your daughter to someone like

always thought my daughter was the

Morris was stunned.

Without you I'd still be a shell of a man in the

have reunited. Wow

I was wrong to call you a criminal. Vivian

you've done so much for this

hope

down at the

out it was him behind everything