When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 224 Can I Really Trust Family Like Thist

Upon returning to Rainsworth Manor, Elena advised Cecilia to think things through carefully, urging her not to rush into rejection.

“After all, we both know this all too well. With the decline of the Smith family, where would a divorced woman like you get a stable income?”

Cecilia stood on the balcony outside Nathaniel’s room, gazing at the scenery beyond. Her mind was filled with Elena’s words.

Can’t a woman support herself after a divorce? One day, I’ll show Elena that I don’t need to rely on anyone else!

Having thought everything through, Cecilia set down her glass and made a video call to Vivian.

“What’s wrong, Ceci?” Vivian asked while munching on a fruit.

“Vivian, I’d like to have a chat with Jonathan.”

“All right; wait a moment.”

Vivian aimed the camera at Jonathan. Under the lens, Jonathan was seen neatly dressed and sitting upright at his desk.

“Mommy.”

“Jon,” Cecilia responded with a knowing smile.

She was pondering over how to approach Jonathan about his acquaintance with Elena, when unexpectedly, Jonathan initiated the conversation himself.

“I saw you today, Mommy.”

Cecilia was taken aback. “Then why didn’t you call out to me?”

Jonathan’s young face bore an exceptionally mature expression as he replied, “Since you didn’t come looking for me, I figured you must’ve been busy with something, so I didn’t want to disturb you.”

After expressing his thoughts considerately, Jonathan then deliberately informed her about Elena’s affairs.

“Mommy, did you see an elderly lady today? Ever since she saw me at the preschool, she’s been. visiting me very often.”

An elderly lady?

The image of Elena surfaced in Cecilia’s mind. Unintentionally amused by her own son, her doubts were completely dispelled..

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Jonathan’s eyes curved in a smile. “Mommy, tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I’ve already wished Grandma Martha a happy Thanksgiving on your behalf.”

“Awesome! Thanks, Sweetie!”

At this moment, Cecilia longed to embrace Jonathan.

Because she was at Rainsworth Manor, Cecilia couldn’t chat with Jonathan and the others for too long, yet she was reluctant to hang up the phone.

Nathaniel had disappeared, no one knew where to. Left alone in the room, Cecilia found herself somewhat bored.

What puzzled her was that she hadn’t seen Lily after returning home today.

Didn’t Lily go tattling to Old Mr. Rainsworth?

In the eastern part of Rainsworth Manor, there was an antiquated house.

Niel was seated at the head of the table, sipping his coffee. Liam stood by his side, and to his right sat Nathaniel.

Across from them were Felix and his parents, who were also Nathaniel’s cousin, Adrian. Rainsworth, and his cousin–in–law, Miranda Leighton.

Adrian got straight to the point by saying, “Grandpa, I immediately rushed back from abroad. after discussing business with Miranda. I heard that Nathaniel hired a stranger as the general manager. I believe it’s better for family businesses to be managed by our own kin. If Nathaniel ist too busy, Miranda and I can lend a hand.”

This statement was truly shameless.

Rainsworth Group could be said to be the result of Nathaniel’s hard work. Previously, the two individuals, motivated by personal gain, had Niel arrange for them to manage another company that was free from losses.

Nathaniel listened in silence, a cold smirk playing on his lips. Curious to see just how far the two would push their luck, he didn’t say a word in response.

Niel was savvy and aware, quite the cunning fox. “It is as you’ve said. Since you want to help Nathaniel, you should be asking Nathaniel instead.”

Adrian choked up, feeling somewhat embarrassed and at a loss for what to do.

Miranda had long known that Niel wouldn’t help them out so easily. She quickly shot a glance at her son, Felix, signaling him for help.

Felix instantly understood, his large eyes pleadingly gazed at Niel as he said, “Grandpa, please help Mom and Dad. Uncle Nathaniel always listens to you the most.”

The fate of Niel was now in the hands of this little one. The moment the child pleaded, his heart instantly softened, and he got ready to speak to Nathaniel.

Unexpectedly, Nathaniel’s expression grew cold immediately.

“The general manager I hired was once a high–ranking executive in a multinational corporation, so his competency goes without saying. If my memory serves me righter the years, my cousin and his wife’s company has been teetering on the brink of bankruptcy. Can I really trust family. like this?”