When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 378 Somewhat Skeptical

Charlotte was somewhat skeptical, so she asked probingly, “You’re Mr. Rainsworth?”

After all, she had expected the person she was negotiating a deal with to be well over fifty, considering his wealth. However, to her surprise, the man was so young and yet so rich.

Cecilia, upon hearing Charlotte’s question, wondered. Mr. Rainsworth?

Quickly, she heard the man speaking in a gentle voice. “Yes, that’s me.”

That voice was identical to Nathaniel’s.

However, his tone was extraordinarily gentle. Even though Nathaniel had become considerably softer, he had never used such a soothing tone before.

Cecilia grew anxious as she listened to Charlotte’s discussion.

Whatever conditions Charlotte proposed, the person on the other side agreed without a hint of hesitation.

Cecilia clenched her fists, her heart pounding.

In the end, Charlotte was at a loss for words because the person in front of her was incredibly agreeable.

“May I ask what your name is?” She inquired before leaving, as Cecilia instructed.

Nicholas paused for a moment, then said, “Nathaniel.”

I knew it. Cecilia was certain she didn’t mishear.

Charlotte was utterly taken aback. After she stepped out, she immediately reported to Cecilia. “Boss, did you hear that? The mysterious person turned out to be Nathaniel!”

Charlotte had been living abroad, and so had never seen Nathaniel’s face. However, she was aware that he was the CEO of Orion Corporation.

“It seems he genuinely wants to collaborate with us. Since he showed up, he’s the one, especially when he agreed to all our terms.” Charlotte was particularly thrilled at the thought that she had spent so much time talking to an incredibly handsome man, who was also a powerful figure.

However, Cecilia was troubled.

She was fine with collaborating with Orion Corporation, but when it came to Nicholas, she was hesitant.

Before Cecilia responded, Charlotte received a phone call. “It’s from Paula.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Cecilia gestured for Charlotte to switch to speakerphone.

After Charlotte did that, she took the call. “Mdm. Paula, is there something you need?”

Paula replied, “Ms. Cecille, I’ve made up my mind. As long as you can grant my daughter exclusive rights, I am willing to dance in public. I’ve already arranged for my secretary to announce the news.”

Silently, Cecilia listened. Her hands clenched tightly, her fingertips digging deep into her palms. Her daughter, huh?

After returning to the hotel yesterday, she ran into Nathaniel and completely forgot about her investigation into Cassandra.

Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Cecilia nodded at Charlotte.

Charlotte knew exactly what to say. “All right. Once you’ve finished this dance, we’ll sign an exclusive rights with you.”

After saying that, she immediately hung up the phone. “Boss, don’t you think this is kind of not worth it?”

Cecilia shook her head. “Not at all. At least I’ve ascertained one thing.” Now, I know she’s not devoid of motherly love, just that she has none for me..

“Lottie, thanks for your help for the past two days,” said Cecilia.

“I’ll fly back to Erihal tomorrow, then?” Charlotte asked.

“All right.” Cecilia nodded as an electronic signature was sufficient, too.

After Charlotte left, Sven escorted Cecilia back to Sparaville. On the way, Cecilia called to have someone investigate Cassandra.

Subsequently, she also looked up Cassandra on the search engine and soon obtained some personal information on the latter.

Cassandra was twenty–eight years old, a year older than Cecilia, and was a renowned international dancer.

She began her dance training at the age of four and by ten, she topped the entrance exam to join a prestigious dance academy in Drocver. At the age of twelve, she had already received the equivalent of the Oscar award of the dance industry, the Grand Prix award. By eighteen, she had become the principal dancer of the opera house. Her achievements were nothing short of outstanding.

However, Cecilia suddenly noticed Cassandra’s parents‘ column.

Cassandra’s father was Ralph Evans, a popular entrepreneur, and her mother was someone Cecilia didn’t recognize.