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Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 611
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Chapter 611

Luke slumped back in his chair, clearly overwhelmed.

"Who are you, really?" he asked, trying to mask his unease.

The man replied, a hint of amusement in his voice, "That's the second tyou've askedtoday."

Luke glanced nervously at Nathalie. "Miss, I've spilled everything | know. You should probably head out now."

Sensing the tension in the room, Nathalie pressed on, determined. "Detective Luke, I'm not letting this go. If you

cclean, maybe there's room for forgiveness. But if you're covering for the culprit, rest assured, I'll see to it

that you're held accountable too."

Luke forced a chuckle, though it sounded hollow. "Everyone involved is either dead or out of commission. There's

no reopening this case."

Nathalie stepped closer, her voice steady. "Take a good look at me. Don't you see how much | resemble the main

victims of the campus fire? As their daughter, don't | have the right to seek justice for my parents?"

Luke was taken aback. It was only now that he saw how much she looked like Lincoln.

"Yes," he admitted, the weight of his words heavy.

After a moment of internal struggle, he decided to reveal a secret. "We found evidence of tampering in Lincoln's

car accident. But when the Stewart family suddenly dropped their pursuit of the real culprit and offered us

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certain 'incentives,' | let my ethics slide and abandoned the case. It's hauntedever since."

Nathalie closed her eyes, processing the revelation. "I see."

Luke then dropped another bombshell. "Oh, and by the way, Lincoln didn't actually die back then."

Nathalie's eyes widened in disbelief.

Her father was alive? She wasn't entirely alone after all.

"Where is he?"

"He's in a private hospital owned by the Stewart family, kept alive with special medication."

Tears brimmed in Nathalie's eyes. "I understand."

Luke looked at her with genuine remorse. "I'm sorry."

Feeling a mix of emotions, Nathalie left the room.

Luke expected more grilling from the

man in the wheelchair, but instead,

he

with a casual air, "It's getting

late, let's wrap it up."

The bodyguard pushed him away, leaving Luke to his thoughts.

Nathalie and the man descended in the selevator. She couldn't help but wonder why he was here for such a

short tif he cto see Luke. But her own turmoil left Ker uninterested in unraveling his motives.

She bowed politely. "Thanks for the help today. | couldn't have done it without you."

The man replied, "I don't lend a hand for free. Remember this favor, and pay it back someday."

Nathalie was momentarily at a loss. "Oh, okay."

They stepped out of the elevator, and Nathalie quietly trailed behind the man. His assistant had already parked

the car at the entrance.

Standing by the curb, Nathalie was about to hail a taxi when the man offered,

"Where are you headed? Letgive you a lift."

Nathalie didn't hesitate. She followed

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"Why did you help me?" she pressed.

"Just a small gesture," he replied, brushing it off.

"Sir, today's events might have

seemed minor to ya. Gy {hey were

incregitiy SigHificant for me. You've

medout a lot, and | o've

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my thanks."

He turned to her, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "And how do you plan to thank

me?"