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Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 933
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Nathalie let out a sigh, "Alright, I get it." Turning to Morris, she asked, "So, how'd your check-up go?" Morris gave his chest a reassuring pat, "No worries, I'm still young and kicking." "That's a relief. But don't forget to showthe report once it's ready," she reminded him.

"Sure thing." Just then, her phone buzzed with a call from Dominick.

"Hold on, Nathan, I need to take this," she said, stepping aside for sprivacy.

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Morris watched her with a touch of concern. What was Nathalie really up to? His instincts told him it wasn't just work-related.

On the call, Dominick told Nathalie, "Boss, we've picked up Almos and are headed to the Stewart Estate." Nathalie cast a glance at Morris from afar and changed her plan, "Take him to the office instead. I'll be there shortly." "Got it." Hanging up, Nathalie returned to Morris, looking a bit hesitant. "Nathan, I've got to swing by the office, so I can't head hwith you." Morris's heart sank, and his disappointment was hard to hide.

"Nathalie, I start at Vincent Corporation tomorrow morning. Can you chearly tonight?" Morris realized their ttogether was getting scarce.

He just wanted to make the most of their last evening.

"Alright," Nathalie nodded.

Morris's face softened, "Take care on your way." Nathalie glanced at Morris's leg, "I'll see you to the car first." She called a cab for him, ensuring he was comfortably settled before leaving.

The cab driver couldn't help but remark, "She's your wife, right? She's really something special. Many women would bail if their husband's health took a hit. You better hold on to her, young man." Thinking of their passionate night, Morris's lips curled into a contented smile. "I sure do." In his heart, Nathalie was already his wife.

At Stewart Enterprises, Nathalie hurried into her office and found Almos waiting.

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Almos looked taken aback, "Nellie, is that you?" The woman who once seemed so vulnerable now stood before him, radiating strength and confidence.

Nathalie crossed her arms, her gaze cool and sharp.

"I did you a favor once, and now you're practically kidnapping me?" 'Just inviting an old friend over," Nathalie replied with a cool demeanor. "How's that kidnavel Almos chuckled, "Is this how you usually invite people?" Nathalie glanced at Dominick, who explained quietly, "Boss, het con his own, so we had to... persuade him a bit."

Turning back to Almos, Nathalie said, "Couldn't sparea little Courtesy?" donteve "It's not that," Almos replied. "I've just been really busy."

Nathalie perched on her high chair, one foot planted on the desk with a air of authority. "Remember the confidentiality agreement we signed?" Almos nodded, suddenly looking shifty.

an "Ms. Nellie, did you hear swild rumors and get the wrong idea?"

Nathalie stood and approached Almos, her smile tight "Confessing ve without being asked, are we?"