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Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 275
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Chapter 275

Greta was caught off guard and realized something. "Nathalie, you took Mom away just to makelook bad,

didn't you?" Her frustration with Nathalie grew even deeper.

On the other side of town, Miranda went hwith Nathalie, expecting to find her living in a run-down place. But

as soon as they stepped inside, Miranda was floored by the spacious living room, the luxurious decor, and all the

pricey ornaments. This massive apartment on the city's south side was worth at least six figures. At nearly 4,000

square feet, it was like a rare gem, with a price tag pushing into the millions. It was the kind of place Miranda

could only dream of living in. She was so excited her voice shook. "Nathalie, when did you get such an amazing

place? How did you becso wealthy and not tell us? You have to take care of us now. We've had a rough life,

and it's finally tfor scomfort." With a cool edge, Nathalie replied, "Don't get the wrong idea. | didn't

bring you here for a joyride."

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Miranda was taken aback. "Then why am | here?"

Nathalie casually poured herself a glass of juice, sipping it elegantly without offering any to Miranda. After

finishing, she looked at her coldly and said, "You remember how you treatedback then, right?"

Miranda's eyes flickered with guilt as she fumbled for words. "I'm getting old, so I'm a bit forgetful. | can't

remember things from so long ago."

Nathalie leaned in, not letting her off the hook. "Real Alzheimer's doesn't work like that. People might forget

recent stuff but remember the distant past vividly."

Standing tall again, Nathalie continued, "It's okay if you can't recall; I'll help remind you. The way you treated me

is how I'll treat you."

Miranda felt cornered and apologized, "Nathalie, | know | messed up before. I'm sorry..."

Nathalie frowned, feeling her anger rise. Why should someone who caused so much hurt get away with just a

sorry?

She wanted revenge, but she took in Miranda's frail, timid figure, and her resolve wavered. What was the point of

punishing Miranda? She was just an old woman, nearly at life's end. Fighting with her seemed pointless.

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"Just remember how you were with me. Don't expect love or respect. But as long as you don't stir up trouble, I'll

take care of you."

Miranda had hoped for a prosperous daughter to elevate her. Nathalie's words brought her back to reality,

leaving her disappointed.

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Nathalie added, "You should be grateful. | didn't leave you with Greta to serve her and deal with that bedridden

ex of yours. That's your silver lining."

Miranda stayed silent. She didn't

want to care for her ex-husband, but

she loved her daughter Greta too

much to see her in that role as Patrick's caregiver.

"I'd rather go back," Miranda finally said after a pause.

Nathalie gave her a hard look. "If you're so keen on going back, I'll send you back. But not yet. | want you to see

how your darling daughter handles that old fool."