Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 317

Greta and Cameron made their way back to the Brown family estate, and Patrick and Miranda couldn't have been more thrilled. Miranda even went the extra mile to freshen up Patrick, who was bedridden, making him look as lively as possible before settling him into his wheelchair and rolling him down to the grand hall.

When Patrick laid eyes on Greta, a strange smile spread across his gaunt face. With his muscles wasted away, his smile had taken on a sinister edge. Rather than showing the expected surprise, Greta wore a look of sheer awe. She even took a step back.

Nathalie voiced what Greta was likely thinking. “Oh, Dad, what happened to you? Even Greta jumped when she saw you.”

Patrick, hearing Nathalie’s voice, turned to her with a look of horror. “What are you doing here?”

Nathalie had claimed the center spot on the sofa, a place Patrick had always reserved for himself. It was where he would lecture Nathalie with all the authority of a family patriarch. Nathalie imitated him, crossed her legs, and eyed Patrick sideways. “Dad, the doctor said you’re in pretty bad shape. You have high blood pressure, diabetes, and heart disease. One wrong move, and you’re in serious trouble. I didn’t want to miss my chance to be the dutiful daughter, so I decided to move back and keep you company.”

Patrick’s face was a mask of terror. Memories of his time in prison flooded back, where he was tormented by the top dog, who said Nathalie had specifically asked him to 'look after' Patrick.

Look after him he did. Patrick became paralyzed in the end.

Nathalie was a devil incarnate.

“I don’t need your care. Get out,” Patrick bellowed, his voice echoing through the hall.

Nathalie, unruffled, replied, “I’m not going anywhere. This family owes me too much. Until I’m repaid, I’m staying put.”

Greta turned white as a sheet.

Patrick erupted, “What does this family owe you?”

“Oh, where do I start?”

As realization hit, Patrick’s face turned beet red. He barked at Miranda, “Just pretend she’s not here. Don’t make her any food. Let her fend for herself.”