Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 510

Chapter 510

"What secret?" Nathalie turned back to face Greta, curiosity piqued.

Greta's eyes, peering through the gauze, were like dark voids, fixed intently on Nathan. There was a mix of

mockery and menace in her gaze.

Nathan looked shaken, but the trembling hand hidden in his sleeve gave away his anxiety.

Greta spoke deliberately, "Nathalie, what if | told you that you and Cameron were never meant to drift apart?

That someone intentionally used shady tactics to drive a wedge between you two. Would you believe me?"

Everyone around was taken aback.

Cameron, visibly upset, exclaimed, "No wonder you were like a different person after you went abroad. You

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seemed to despise me. But | swear, | didn't do anything wrong. Nathalie, could there be some

misunderstanding?" Nathan kept his head down, his face unreadable, though his guilt was obvious.

After a brief pause, Nathalie scoffed, "Cameron, you might want to get her a psychiatrist. She's been talking

gibberish all day; maybe she's having a breakdown."

She grabbed Nathan's hand, "Let's get out of here."

From behind, Greta called out, "Nathalie, you'll regret ignoring me. Trust me, there's something off about

Nathan's background..."

Cameron thought Greta's claims were getting more ludicrous. Nathan's background was an open book. The

Rowlands were billionaires, the McCoys were politicians; he was the offspring of a powerful union. How could

there be anything wrong with that? "Enough," Cameron said sternly to Greta.

Greta squirmed on the bed like a worm, "None of you believe me, but I'm telling the truth."

Cameron said, "Calm down. I'll have the doctor check on you soon. You need to cooperate. If there's something

wrong, medication can help."

"Why won't you believe me?" Greta's voice cracked.

Cameron replied, "Every patient with mental issues thinks they're perfectly fine."

In a psychiatrie office at the hospital, a man stood authoritatively before the doctor handing over a diamond

card. "The money on this card guarantees your financial freedom

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for life. My boss just wants you to a false diagnosis..."

"| can't accept this. He's done so much for me. Even without any incentive, | would help him without

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hesitation..."

"Take it. It's an order."

"Understood."

Shortly after, a renowned psychiatric expert entered Greta's room.

Seeing him, Greta resisted fiercely, "Cameron, I'm not sick. Please, send them away..."

Cameron said, "We'll know for sure after the examination."

Greta sighed, defeated.

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