When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 342 I Am Your Stepfather From Now On

Magnus was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees, his legs trembling incessantly.

“Nathaniel, please don’t be mad. How could I ever harm my own sister? I’ll have the charges dropped immediately.”

It wasn’t until Nathaniel’s car had disappeared into the distance that Magnus finally exhaled a sigh of relief. He no longer dared to make grandiose claims and he knew that the free eight billion was something he could never obtain.

He never imagined that Nathaniel would actually stand up for his useless sister. After all, it was him who had the most disdain for Cecilia in the past.

Upon returning, Paula was met with the sight of her injured son, which filled her with uncontrollable anger.

“How could she possibly deal such a ruthless blow?”

“It wasn’t her, it was one of her bodyguards,” Magnus responded.

Paula wanted to say something else, but Magnus told her that Nathaniel had gotten involved in the matter and they had to withdraw the lawsuit.

After hearing this, Paula fell silent.

“Who would’ve thought that Nathaniel still held some affection for her.”

On the way back home, Cecilia received a call from Norman. He informed her that Paula and his party had withdrawn their lawsuit.

She was finally at ease.

Meanwhile, Vivian was in a state of panic, frantically searching for Jonathan, who hadn’t shown. up as expected.

She was still unaware that Jonathan had already been whisked away by his father.

“Jon, where on earth are you?”

Vivian suddenly recalled what Jonathan had mentioned earlier about wanting to meet Paula together. Without hesitation, she immediately drove toward the mansion.

However, upon arriving outside the mansion, Vivian did not see Jonathan..All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

She held the photograph, inquiring with the locals nearby, but nobody seemed to know anything.

Vivian had no choice but to search elsewhere, not daring to tell Cecilia prematurely.

In Sparaville, Mason and Jonathan arrived early at the designated location. Instead of heading home, they chose to wait in the car for Nathaniel..

Having been in the car for an extended period, Mason was worried that Jonathan might be hungry, so he asked. “Would you like something to eat?”

Jonathan shook his head with an air of playful defiance

“I’m not hungry.”

He said so, but his stomach was already grumbling in protest

Noticing the situation. Mason instructed his subordinates to go get some food and bring it back.

Before long, a heap of food was delivered into the car.

Without even sparing a glance, Jonathan leaned back in his chair, eyes closed in repose.

Mason opened a basket of chocolate muffins, their rich aroma wafting through the air enticingly

“You really aren’t going to eat?”

Jonathan also smelled the muffins, but remained unmoved. “Hmph, I never eat in the car

Observing Jonathan’s haughty yet shy demeanor, Mason couldn’t help but notice how much he resembled Nathaniel.

“When are you finally going to let me go? Do you plan on keeping me in the car forever?” Jonathan asked.

“Once Mr. Rainsworth returns, he will arrange things for you.”

Mason paused for a moment before adding. “Mr. Rainsworth might be gone for a while. You should grab a bite now, instead of waiting until you’re starving and start complaining.”

Jonathan scoffed with disdain.

Did the lackeys around that deadbeat dad think he was just a three–year–old toddler?

He certainly wouldn’t cry.

However, as time passed, Jonathan became increasingly hungry

Ironically, Mason had even started eating his meal and snacks in his presence.

“Are you really not going to eat?”

Swallowing nervously, Jonathan said, “I’m going out to eat.

“All right.”

Mason was also worried that he might starve.

After all, he was Cecilia’s son. Given how much Nathaniel adores Cecilia now, he would naturall rived, Nathaniel returned. He approached the car and said to Jonathan, “Come on, As nightfall come home with me.”

Home…

Jonathan was somewhat dazed.

Nathaniel had already lifted him straight out of the car. The man was tall and imposing, and Jonathan felt as if he was soaring through the air.

“Darn it! Put me down now!!”

Nathaniel firmly slapped him on the butt. “Behave yourself. From now on, I am your stepfather.”