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.

so surprised that he dropped his spoon into

clearly uneasy. Lincoln swallowed

his arms,

"I really hope you'll

a bad influence on your daughter?" Morris

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

he broke

taken a turn he

"Uncle," he said cautiously,

numb. I'll never stant

"I always thought my daughter was the only

Morris was stunned.

everything. You're the hero of this family. Without you I'd still be a shell of a man in the hospital, and Vivian and

have reunited.

either. I was wrong to call you a criminal. Vivian said you did it all to pave the way for

you've done so much for this

hope you'll

down at

him behind everything he'd