Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 1033

Lincoln shot him a sideways grin. “So that’s why you’ve been hustling so hard for the family business lately—afraid your secret’s about to get out and the Sharp family would show you the door, huh?”

Jackson’s face went ghostly pale. He glowered at Morris. “How did you find out?”

Before Morris could answer, Officer Baldwin chimed in, “Of all the people to pick a fight with, you chose Morris? Seriously? You know what we call him down at the station? The Oracle. If there’s something he doesn’t know, it probably isn’t worth knowing. And there’s nothing he can’t handle.”

Jackson’s glare faded into uneasy respect, maybe even a hint of fear.

Officer Baldwin shook his head. “You really messed with the wrong guy this time.”

It finally dawned on the rest of the Sharp family: they’d totally overlooked the real powerhouse among them. Now they’d crossed him, and their guts twisted with regret.

Jules, tears streaming down his face, blurted out, “Son, don’t go. I’ll make it up to you. Whatever you want, it’s yours—even the Vincent Corporation, if that’s what it takes.”

Nathalie shot him a cold look. “Jules, Nathan knew you’d never be the warmest bunch, but he still came back to the Sharp family, put up with your cold shoulders. You know why? Deep down, he wanted you to look past the money and the power grabs. He just wanted a real family, a real home. But you let him down every time. Now you want to fix it? It’s too late.”

Jules wiped his eyes, voice thick with emotion. “Nathan, I had my reasons, I really did.”

Morris cut in, “I already promised Nathalie I’d go to the Stewart family today to ask for her hand. I can’t back out now. We’ll talk later.”

Jules stared, stunned. “A proposal? That’s huge—you can’t go by yourself! I’m coming with you.”

“Hang tight, I’ll pull together a proper engagement gift. We can’t let Lincoln have something to sneer about.” With that, Jules dashed off.

Nathalie frowned. “He changes his tune faster than the weather.”

She couldn’t help but feel Jules was a little off—one minute gentle, the next totally unpredictable. It was like he had two sides to him.

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