Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 621

The man turned to Nathalie, extending his hand with a hint of curiosity. "Is this the gift you got for me?"

Nathalie glanced at his all-black attire. Just like the assistant had mentioned, his style was simple but gave off a mysterious and mature vibe. Feeling a bit apprehensive, she offered the gift. "I wasn't sure about your taste in style or color, so I went with what I liked. I hope you find it appealing."

He accepted the package and, upon opening it, was greeted by a piece of clothing crafted with top-notch fabric and impeccable craftsmanship, a testament to Nathalie's thoughtfulness. As he pulled the garment out, he noticed roses embroidered on the cuffs. Nathalie held her breath and quickly explained, "You said you liked roses, so I added a few. The thread is dark, so it's subtle. I hope that's okay..."

To her surprise, he was genuinely pleased. "It's fantastic. The dark red roses on the black fabric remind me of flowers blooming in the night. I really like it."

Nathalie was taken aback. How could this man be so different from the loner and picky individual the assistant had described?

"I'm glad you like it. That really puts my mind at ease," she said with a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a robotic dining cart smoothly glided into the room, halting just inside the door. "Esteemed guests, it's dinner time. Would you care to dine now?" it asked politely.

Right on cue, Nathalie's stomach growled, and she glanced at the man with hopeful eyes.

"Yes, let's see the menu," he replied.

The robot's eyes lit up, projecting a beautifully crafted menu in midair.

"I'll take the house special, but hold the spice," he ordered.

The menu refreshed, showcasing a selection of dishes, all mild. Nathalie was surprised. "You don't do spicy either?"

He nodded, "That's right. What looks good to you?"

Scanning the menu, Nathalie was delighted. "Everything here is right up my alley."

He elaborated, "The robot can scan your body for health concerns and tailor meals to suit you best."

Nathalie sighed, "Even my stepmother wasn't this attentive."

The man looked at her, a hint of regret visible through his dark glasses. "Sounds like your stepmother fell short."

Nathalie's eyes welled up. "She did her best. Because of me, she divorced and didn't raise her own daughter. I owe her."

She lowered her head, tears slipping free. Over the years, learning about her past, she couldn't fully forgive Miranda's past actions, but she was starting to understand her struggles. That's why she was open to Miranda's outward kindness despite the underlying tension.

Suddenly, the man reached out, gently patting her hand in a comforting gesture.