Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 285

Chapter 285

Lizzy had pushed Miranda to her limits, leaving her feeling mentally drained. Staying at Nathalie's place was no

longer an option. Quietly, she texted her daughter, Greta: [Greta, | miss you. Can you cand takehome?]

Greta felt the high cost of the caregiver weighing on her and Cameron. So, the idea of bringing Miranda back,

essentially a free nanny, sounded pretty appealing.

When Cameron finally stumbled through the door, Greta couldn't wait to tell him, "Cameron, my mom wants to

chome. Can you cwithto Nathalie's and bring her back?"

Cameron sank into the couch, letting the soft cushions swallow him up. It was as if that was the only way to keep

his bubbling frustrations and anger from spilling over.

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He was already swamped with his own issues and had no energy left for Miranda's problems. Lighting up a cigar,

he asked, "You really think you can convince Nathalie to let your mom leave? Do you think you can win that

battle?" Oblivious to Cameron's mood, Greta just poured him a glass of water and said, "My mom must be

miserable there, which is why she wantsto get her. I'm her daughter; | can't just ignore her when she's

upset."

Cameron hit her with a dose of reality. "Bringing your mom back here means she'll be stuck taking care of your

dad. It's just trading one mess for another."

Greta went silent, her face burning as if Cameron had exposed her true self. In desperation, she played her usual

card. "My health issues have made my parents suffer so much. Honestly, | shouldn't have lived this long."

Cameron was probably worried she might actually mean it. He dropped his resistance. Grabbing the car keys, he

stood up and said, "Alright, let's go get your mom."

With her goal achieved, Greta couldn't help but smile.

Meanwhile, Nathalie had eventually caught onto Miranda's sneaky texts to Greta. She snatched the phone and

skimmed through the messages.

She read Miranda's complaints about her and couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.

Miranda had written: [Your sister lucked out. She's in a massive house, living the high life. | didn't expect it. But

she has a terrible temper now and is always yelling atlike a lunatic.]

[Even though I'm surrounded by luxury here, | can't stop worrying about you. If I could, I'd rather be with you,

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even if it means taking care of your dad. Being with you feels right.]

[Greta, your sister's friends are trouble. Stay away from them if you can, or you might get caught in the fallout.]

Nathalie tossed the phone back to Miranda. "So, you're that desperate to get back to Greta?"

Miranda nodded eagerly. "Your sister is much more thoughtful than you. As soon as she heard | was having a

hard there, she rushed over with Cameron to get me."

Nathalie crossed her arms, watching

Miranda's hopeful face, and gave her a heads-up. "I might let you go, but Greta might not truly want you back

home. Wantto put her tothe test?"

With Greta's support boosting her confidence, Miranda replied, "Test her all you want. | trust that Greta genuinely

cares about me. Her kindness can handle any test."