When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 332 Apologize To Cecilia

After a snowy night, the grounds of Daltonia Villa were bustling with housekeepers diligently clearing the accumulated snow. Nathaniel sat in his car, yet to go inside, when Mason noticed someone entering the villa–it was Nicholas.

Mason quickly informed Nathaniel and asked, “Should we go there now?”

With so many housekeepers at Daltonia Villa, Nathaniel’s arrival would surely expose Nicholas‘ false identity,

Just a few days ago, due to some issues with his identity, Nicholas had been staying at the Rainsworth Manor. Now, here he was, moving into Daltonia Villa so soon.

First, he assumed a false identity to take over the company, then he seized the villa. What’s next? Will he take away Nathaniel’s family and wife too?

“No rush,” Nathaniel replied, his calm voice bringing Mason back to reality. Mason had no choice. but to park the car at a distance.

Although Mason had always been by Nathaniel’s side, he had only heard rumors of a younger brother,

That was the first time he saw the man in person, and he was struck by how much Nicholas. resembled Nathaniel. If they had been dressed alike, Mason probably wouldn’t have been able to tell who was who.

After all, Nicholas and Nathaniel were biological brothers, and Nicholas‘ management of the company was certainly more competent than their ineffectual cousin, Adrian.

As they waited, a minivan drove past, unnoticed by Mason. The person inside was none other. than Stella.

Inside Daltonia Villa, Nicholas was inspecting the rooms. When he reached the bedroom, he noticed a photo frame overturned on the bedside table. His long, graceful fingers picked up the frame and turned it over, revealing a tension that briefly flickered in his eyes.

The photograph showed Cecilia and Nathaniel together. Cecilia was dressed in a pristine white gown, standing beside Nathaniel, who was clad in a sharp suit. She was tentatively holding his hand.

This photo had been captured by a reporter at their engagement party, just before they had officially announced their engagement.

Cecilia and Nathaniel had never taken wedding photos, so Cecilia had always cherished this picture, treating it as their unofficial wedding photo.

When they had decided to divorce, this particular photograph was left behind.

Nicholas stared at the photo in silence until his personal secretary, Jocelyn Wright, called from the entrance, “Mr. Nicholas, there’s someone looking for you downstairs.”

Jocelyn had consistently cared for Nicholas after he went abroad for treatment. She was one of the few, besides Elena, who knew his true identity.

“Who?” Nicholas asked, his tone indifferent.

Jocelyn, clad in her standard uniform, unlocked her tablet. “It’s Stella,” she replied. “Mdm. Elena, mentioned her before. She used to be Mr. Nathaniel’s girlfriend, but they had a falling out. Mr. Nathaniel even had her committed to a psychiatric hospital. Mdm. Elena said you don’t have to be polite to her.”

Nicholas, who had seen many people and things come and go in his life, nodded at Jocelyn’s explanation. She served as Nicholas‘ personal reminder, diligently noting both the tasks assigned by Elena and those that were not.

“Understood,” Nicholas said curtly. Without a second thought, he tossed the photo he had been holding into a nearby trash bin and proceeded to exit the room.

Downstairs, Stella was waiting, feeling increasingly puzzled. The person who had always been by Nathaniel’s side was Mason, but now there was a woman.

Before long, she saw Nicholas and Jocelyn appear.

“Nathaniel,” Stella greeted him, standing up from the couch. The fear she had felt when Nathaniel was admitted to the psychiatric hospital hadn’t entirely subsided, and she was instinctively cautious.

Nicholas cast a casual glance at her before settling on the couch. Stella remembered him being blind the last time they met, but now she realized he had only been pretending.

“Nathaniel, I’m sorry,” Stella began, her voice trembling slightly. “Ever since Mdm. Elena let me go, I’ve regretted it every single day. I shouldn’t have lied to you. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?”

Nicholas listened patiently, quickly understanding why she had come. “Go apologize to Cecilia,” he said, his tone firm.

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Nicholas’s eyebrows lifted slightly. “What’s the matter? Not willing?”

Stella quickly shook her head. “Of course, I’ll apologize to Ceci right away,” she stammered, picking up her phone to dial Cecilia’s number.

“I want you to personally go to her door, bow down to her, and apologize,” Nicholas stated, emphasizing each word.