When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 404 Sparaville Charity Foundation.

After a moment of silence, Nathaniel said, “The place is rather run–down. It wouldn’t be appropriate for you to go there in your delicate condition.”

“It’s okay. I will just take a look from afar,” Cecilia replied.

Seeing that he couldn’t dissuade her, Nathaniel had no choice but to agree.

“Okay.””

After he had said that, he returned to his room to change.

Upon reaching his room, he immediately called Mason.

“Prepare a charity foundation tonight. Make sure to have both the boss and employees in place.”

Mason was personally cooking for his fiancée. When he received that order, his face instantly morphed into a picture of dismay.

“Why don’t we just tell Mrs. Rainsworth the truth, Mr. Rainsworth? After all, all women love money.

“All you have to do is execute my orders.”

Nathaniel did not bother wasting his saliva with him.

If Cecilia were to learn that I still have a lot of money, she would surely bring up our divorce in the next moment. I know her all too well, and her biggest flaw is her tender heart.

Left with no other choice, Mason could only abandon his fiancée and go about making the necessary arrangements.

It wasn’t only Cecilia who was soft–hearted, but also Martha.

Ever since Martha learned that Nathaniel’s identity had been usurped by his brother and his mother no longer loved him, she couldn’t help but pity him.

That went doubly at the thought that both her caregiver and the chef at home were his credit, able to cook whatever she desired to eat.

The neighbors around also began to speak highly of him, praising him for assisting in repairing the road and rectifying the situation for households lacking running water with a single phone call

“Martha, you’ve got a great son–in–law. Not only is he handsome, but he’s also genuinely capable.”

“Indeed. How many blind men are as remarkable as he is? He manages to keep himself so clean and tidy every day. Apart from being unable to see, he’s perfect in every other way.”

Martha felt that her health had improved significantly recently. As she listened to the conversations of those around her, she gradually came to accept Nathaniel.

“As long as he doesarit change, always treating Geci well, that’s all that matem.

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But even so, she dared mot let her guard down.

The following morning, after Jonathan had gone to kindergarten, Cecilia followed Mathaniel in the car to head to his comp

“How much do you carma month with a chauffeur driving you around like this?” Cecilia asked.

After a moment of though, Wathaniel fibbed. “Ten thousand.”

Ten thousand…

Cecilia still remembered that sine amet conly three thousand five hundred a month when she first graduated and worked out he

Even then, Vivian was earning only on thousand a month, working as an employee in a small company.

“You found yourself a good jobb.

“The boss is an acquaintance introduced by Mason, Nathaniel lied with a straight face.

“Oh, I see.”

Finally, they arrived.

Cecilia was greeted by the sight of an office building in the distance. It wasn’t quite luxurious, but it was also far from being run–down.

Nathaniel and Cecilia alighted from the car, one after the other.

Before they had even started forward, a portly man and a few office workers came out.

“You’re here, Mr. Rainsworth. Come, let me take you to your office,” the man in the lead said wit!

hunch in his back.

“And who may you be?”

Cecilia was utterly perplexed.

The middle–aged man quickly replied, “Oh, I’m the owner of Sparxille Charity Foundation.”

Dnes a buss usually bow and scrape to an employee like this?

Madhuruel had also realized the oddity of the situation. “You can go ahend with your work, sir.

“Oh, alright, then.”

The man then left with the few junior employees.

When he was leaving, his legs trembled, for he recognized Nathaniel as the once all–powerful man.

Nathaniel explained to Cecilia, “Those of us in this line of work are all kind–hearted, especially my boss. He’s always worried I might trip and fall, so he always has someone waiting at the door to assist me.”

“Oh, that makes sense indeed.”

Cecilia followed Nathaniel to his office.

The moment she opened the door, surprise flooded her.