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Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 712
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Chapter 712 Nathalie's words were short and sweet, yet they cut through the tension in the room like a hot knife through butter. The employees, buoyed by Nathalie's backing, shot looks of disdain and contempt at Greta.

"She only throws her weight around because Mr. Steward is her relative," the male assistant grumbled under his breath.

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Greta glared at him, her temper reaching its peak. "Is it wrong forto lend a hand to my uncle?" she snapped.

At the mention of Mr. Lincoln, the employees shot nervous glances at Nathalie, wondering who he would side with the commanding Greta or the warm-hearted Nathalie? Nathalie calmly stated, "In our company, we prioritize talent over connections. So Greta, don't overstep your bounds again." Greta's face flashed a medley of red and white before she stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

The male assistant looked at Nathalie, concern etched on his face. "Mr. Steward, she's definitely going to complain to the CEO. Watch your back." Nathalie, playing it cool, replied, "Today, I've got your backs; tomorrow, you've got mine. Starting tomorrow, I don't want to see anyone showing up late, forgetting presentations, or slacking off. Keep your noses clean, and no one can touch you." "Yes, yes," the employees responded, grateful for Nathalie's support.

"Alright, off you go." Just as the employees left, Lincoln and Greta walked in. What timing.

The employees exchanged worried glances, hoping Nathalie wouldn't get tangled up in their issues and stayed by the door, trying to catch snippets of the conversation.

Inside, Greta wasted no time, using her family ties to criticize Nathalie: "Uncle, I was just correcting sI assistants who made errors, but my sister completely undermined my authority and stood up for them. It madelose face in front of everyone. She doesn't get how the company is supposed to be run. Once rules are set, they should be followed by everyone." Nathalie looked at her father, confused. He knew how Greta and her mother treated her, so why keep Greta around? But remembering her father's promise to handle the duo, she let it slide.

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Lincoln, noticing Nathalie's radiant and upbeat appearance, felt relieved of his worries.

"Vivian, why don't you take a few more days to rest at home?" "I'm bored at home." The gossip-hungry employees at the door started whispering among themselves.

"Looks like Mr. Lincoln has a soft spot for Greta. He doesn't seem too thrilled about Ashley working here." "Well, Greta's got the education and none of the scandals Ashley's been mixed up in. Mr. Lincoln supporting Greta makes sense, given the circumstances." "Guess we're in for srough times." Inside the office, Lincoln thought for a moment before supporting

Nathalie's choice: "If you like working, then work. If not, take it easy atm home. Just do what makes you En happy. I can take care of you."

about Nathalie stood up and helped Lincoln to his chair. "Dad, Greta'szall about the rules, but if we're really following them, she's overstepping by telling off her peers. Shouldn't there be consequences?" Greta chimed in, "I was just trying to help Uncle with his workload." Faced with both Nathalie and Greta having valid points, Lincoln waved Greta off,

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