Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 546

Nathalie's bottled-up anger exploded like a firecracker. "And why don't you mention how he swindledout of

my kidney under the guise of fatherly love?" she shouted, her voice dripping with fury. Miranda was left

speechless.

Nathalie, ignited by Miranda's actions, was a blazing inferno. "What gives you the right to judge me? You had a

little kid rummaging through trash to support you, tarnishing the nof motherhood. Now that you've turned

down my help, that's just fine by me. From now on, live your life with your crazy daughter. Whether you make it

or not, live or die, don't bother telling me." With that, Nathalie walked away, leaving without a hint of nostalgia.

Oh, and before she left, she swung by the retirement hto cancel the five-year pension plan she'd set up for

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Miranda.

With Nathalie out of the picture, Miranda and Greta were like deer caught in headlights, clueless about handling

Patrick's funeral.

Miranda, confined to her wheelchair, was helpless.

Greta, broke as a joke, was overwhelmed by the costs of cremation, body transport, buying a burial plot, and

organizing the funeral.

The hospital kept sending bills one after another: "Who's paying?"

Miranda glanced over at Greta.

Greta, seething with frustration, snapped back, "Why are you looking at me? I'm broke. You handed everything

over to Nathalie. | didn't get a dfrom you, and now you wantto foot the funeral bill? Where am |

supposed to get the cash?"

Patrick's body lingered in the hospital hallway for what felt like ages, while Miranda pleaded with Greta, "Greta,

this was your dad. He's gone now, let him leave with sdignity."

Greta was fuming, "I told you, I'm out of money. No money."

Miranda was taken aback by Greta's wild outburst.

Cameron stepped in to calm things down, gently saying, "Greta's been going through a tough tlately, don't

push her too hard."

Seeing Cameron as a potential

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lifeline, Miranda pleaded with him softly, "Cameron, you're Greta's husband. He was your father-in-law. It's only

right for you to help with the funeral, isn't it? Could you cover the costs?"

Cameron paused, thinking it over.

He wasn't tightfisted by nature, but he couldn't stand Miranda's mistreatment of her daughter, elus, he felt guilty

about Nathalie and had a bone to pick with Miranda.

"You might not know, but legally, a son-in-law isn't required to support his in-laws, and the sgoes for a

daughter-in-law with her in-laws." Miranda's lips trembled.

Greta's face turned ghostly white, her heart shattered by Cameron's coldness.

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