When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 403 Wondered If He Was Duping Her

Paula couldn’t help but feel gratified. As expected of my daughter, she knows what’s most important, unlike Cecilia.

At the side, Magnus gave a cold snort.

Once Cassandra had left, he immediately said to Paula, “Mom, if she were to marry Nicholas, I’d still be the Rainsworth family’s brother–in–law. I’ve been thinking about starting a company. What do you think-

Before he could finish his speaking, Paula cut him off.

“Focus on being the son of the Evans family instead of constantly thinking about frittering money away.”

Upon hearing that, Magnus was instantly enraged. “Do you believe I’d tell Cecilia the truth? At that time, neither of us will have it easy!”

“You’d never dare!” Paula was also angry, slamming the glass of water in her hand down.

Losing his confidence, Magnus got up and left home.

Once he was outside, he had nowhere else to go, so he could only head to Royale Club to drown his sorrows.

“I want the most beautiful hostess you have here.”

As soon as he arrived, he snagged the attention of a number of people.

Among them were the regular patron there, Zachary.

Immediately, Zachary had someone keep an eye on Magnus before picking up his phone and making a call.

“Nathaniel.”

He had only managed to get in touch with Nathaniel a few days ago.

Unexpectedly, the latter had truly lost his memory and ignored him completely when he first sought him out.

It was only these few days that Nathaniel contacted him, saying that he remembered bits and pieces.

“What is it?”

Nathaniel was working when he received the call from Zachary, prompting him to ask that question.

“I saw Magnus at Royale Club. He’s quite wealthy, reserving the entire place as soon as he arrived.” Zachary still remembered that good–for–nothing.

It was Magnus who ruined the wealthiest family in Tudela, the Smith family. How could he again have money to fritter on partying and drinking now?

Nathaniel continued typing away, his expression unchanged. “There’s no need to bother about him.”

He had already warned Magnus not to pick trouble with Cecilia the last time. As for everything else, he didn’t want to get involved.

“Oh, alright, then.”

Zachary felt a bit disappointed. He then asked, “By the way, Nathaniel, I saw the news. Did you hand everything over to Nicholas for real?”

“For the time being, yes.”

Only then did Zachary breathe a sigh of relief.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He had assumed that Nathaniel was being taken advantage of because his eyes were impaired.

“How is Cecilia doing now?”

At the mention of Cecilia, the corners of Nathaniel’s mouth lifted unconsciously. Nonetheless, he said. “It’s none of your business.”

Subsequently, he abruptly ended the call.

Zachary stared at the disconnected call, his spirits sinking.

“He truly prioritizes romance over friendship-”

Before he could finish speaking, a call from George came in again. “I asked you to invite Vivian for dinner yesterday, but what did you do? You didn’t come back all night! Do you believe I’d skin you alive?”

“She didn’t want to come. Did you expect me to kidnap her over?” Zachary’s temper spiked, and he hung up the phone.

He cordially invited Vivian for dinner at the Sinclair residence yesterday, only to be unexpectedly turned down.

In a foul mood, he called the manager over and pointed at Magnus. “Triple his bill today.”

He was rather curious to see whether Magnus had really come into money.

The manager nodded fervently in acquiescence.

Nathaniel got off work very early that day. On his way home, he even arranged for a bouquet of flowers to be prepared.

Seeing Nathaniel being chauffeured around outside, Cecilia couldn’t help but find it hard to believe that he was drowning in a sea of debts.

On top of that, he returned with a large bouquet of flowers with their pistils removed in his arms that day. She wondered if he was duping her.

“Here, this is for you, Ceci.”

As soon as Nathaniel stepped in the door, he handed the flowers to Cecilia.

Cecilia didn’t take them. “Where did you get the money to buy flowers? Didn’t we agree you’d save your money to gradually pay off your debts?”

Nathaniel’s expression remained unchanged. “They’re leftovers after my company’s event. Nobody wanted them. I remembered that you’re fond of flowers, so I brought them back for you.”

“Oh, I see.” Cecilia accepted the flowers. “Thank you.”

Having said that, she then asked, “Can I go and visit your company tomorrow?”