Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 687

Does she still have to fight with Greta for her father's affection now? Nathalie's bipolar disorder suddenly kicked in, and in a fit of rage, she hurled the papers at Greta. "Get out of the company!" she shouted. The more Nathalie lost her cool, the more smug Greta became.

Greta, ever the schemer, slyly pulled out her phone and recorded Nathalie's meltdown. Holding up her phone, she taunted, "Sis, if I send this to Uncle, do you really think he'll trust you to run the company after seeing you like this?"

Nathalie realized she'd walked straight into Greta's trap. Knowing she couldn't outmaneuver Greta's cunning ways, she felt defeated and resigned. "Do whatever you want," she mumbled.

Right in front of Nathalie, Greta sent the recording to Lincoln, adding, "Uncle, I think my sister's mental state isn't right. Maybe she should take some time off."

With tears brimming in her eyes, Nathalie watched Greta's manipulative game, feeling utterly powerless.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Lincoln was a bit taken aback to receive a video from Greta. Her frequent attempts to cozy up to him left him feeling a bit wistful. After all, he cherished the company of his beloved daughter, Vivian.

He played the video and saw Nathalie's outburst, and it hit him hard, leaving him breathless. "Someone, get over here."

"Mr. Lincoln, is everything okay?"

"I need to get to Stewart Enterprises. Right now," Lincoln commanded, his voice full of urgency.

"I'll check with the doctor," his assistant replied.

After reviewing Lincoln's medical records, the doctor agreed he could be discharged, as long as he returned for regular check-ups.

With his caretaker in tow, Lincoln made a beeline for Stewart Enterprises, causing quite a stir upon his arrival.

"That's the genius mathematician, Mr. Lincoln!"

"I heard he's got a brilliant mind and was the family's favorite heir."

Seeing Lincoln, Greta felt a surge of secret delight. If Uncle could see Nathalie's downfall firsthand, he'd surely be disappointed.

"Uncle, what are you doing out of the hospital?" Greta feigned concern.

Lincoln didn't even look her way, his focus entirely on Nathalie. "Where's Vivian?"

Eager for the executives to witness Nathalie's disgrace, Greta quickly opened the office door. "My sister's not in a great mood. Uncle, you're just in time to comfort her."

Nathalie was curled up on the floor, looking defeated. Papers were scattered all around her.

Sensing someone enter, Nathalie looked up. Seeing Lincoln and the company executives, she awkwardly scrambled to her feet.