Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 923

As the dining room cleared out, only Jules and Morris were left sitting at the table. Jules was feeling a bit embarrassed, unable to muster any polite words for Morris. He awkwardly spoke up, "Nathan, about what Nathalie brought up earlier—I haven't agreed to it. It's not that I'm against you. It's just a big deal, and I need to talk it over with my family first."

Morris, casually fiddling with his teacup, seemed as relaxed as a sunny afternoon. "No need to explain, really. These things are mutual. You've got your concerns, and I've got mine. Maybe it’s just that we’re not meant to be."

Jules was taken aback by Morris' nonchalance. He had assumed Nathalie’s idea of making Morris his godson was a strategic play to land Morris a powerful backer, and that Morris was part of the plan.

"Guess I got that wrong," Jules admitted, laughing awkwardly.

Morris gave him a sidelong glance, "Mr. Jules, with all your wealth, you might think everyone around you has an agenda. But this is about Nathalie’s good name. I need to clear that up."

After a moment, he added, "Nathalie and I go way back, from simpler times. She values love over money. Her suggestion, strange as it was, was just about fulfilling a dream of mine. It wasn’t about chasing the Sharp family fortune."

Jules' smile was a bit strained. "I get it now."

With that, Morris wheeled himself away, leaving Jules to take a long sip of his drink, feeling oddly like he'd just lost a huge sum of money by turning Morris down.

Regret and disappointment washed over him.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Nathalie was busy at the sink, with Lincoln looming like a sentinel.

"Dad, I don’t need your help here," Nathalie said, finding her father more of a roadblock than a help.

Nathalie was stunned, staring at her father. "How did you figure it out?"

"I saw Jules back in his younger days. Even though Nathan wore sunglasses, his mannerisms were a dead ringer for Jules back then. Plus, they have similar tastes and are both left-handed. That’s how I put it together."

Nathalie stayed silent for a while, then nodded, "You’re incredibly perceptive, Dad."

Lincoln’s guess was right on the money, leaving him in shock.

"But Jules has never been married. He’s always been upright, holding someone special in his heart. Could Nathan really be his biological son?"