When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 544 Tell Me What Happened

Nicholas stared at the text message, his expression icy.

Before this, he already knew that Stella had failed.

The people he had stationed outside the hotel were all dealt with by those brought by Mason. None of the media representatives went to the hotel either.

Nicholas set down his phone, coughing violently.

“Mr. Nicholas, should we call for a doctor?” a subordinate asked.

Nicholas shook his head. “No need.”

After he finished speaking, he picked up his phone again and searched for Cecilia’s contact. He lingered there for a long while before finally closing the screen.

Meanwhile, Cecilia heard from Nathaniel that everything that had happened the previous night was orchestrated by Nicholas.

She found it somewhat hard to believe. After all, just last night, Nicholas had specifically sent someone to look for Nathaniel.

Had it not been for the photograph shown to her by Nicholas, she would have been unable to find Nathaniel.

“I wish to meet with Stella.”

“Okay.”

Trapped in a dark basement, Stella was terrified. Who can save me this time?

Suddenly, the basement door was pushed open from the outside, allowing light to filter in.

Instinctively, Stella shielded her eyes from the intense light. It took a while for her eyes to adjust, and when they did, her gaze fell on Cecilia.

Stella was momentarily taken aback.

Observing Stella’s miserable state, her hair disheveled, as she was abandoned in that filthy place, Cecilia did not feel a hint of pity.

“Stella, it’s been a while,” Cecilia said.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

The scene unfolding at that moment was as if they were taken back to the time when they first met.

Cecilia had followed Regas to the orphanage to offer support. Among the crowd of orphans, Stella in her tattered clothae neacanted a stark contract to Cecilia a young lady of a wealthu household.

Stella had initially believed she had transformed her life, no longer the pauper she once was. Yet, everything had returned to the way it began..

Life is so unfair to me! Stella’s eyes were filled with envy and resentment. “Why? Why are you still able to carry yourself with such an air of superiority?”

Cecilia remained unfazed as she listened to Stella’s resentful words. “I came here to ask you about last night. Was it really arranged by Nicholas?”

Stella’s expression subtly shifted after she heard that. Then, she lied, saying, “Did Nathaniel tell you that?”

Cecilia was taken aback.

“Nathaniel was probably worried you’d blame him. He was the one who got drunk and took me back to the room. Upon hearing of your arrival, he bound me and pretended as if he had never laid a hand on me.” As Stella spoke, she simultaneously observed the shifts in Cecilia’s. expressions.

Since she couldn’t have her way, she also wanted Cecilia to suffer.

Regrettably, Stella couldn’t discern a hint of emotional fluctuation on Cecilia’s face.

Does she take me for an easily deceived fool? If Nathaniel had intended to take her back to the hotel after getting drunk, why were there so many people guarding outside? Cecilia found a chair and sat down. “If you tell the truth, I’ll ask Nathaniel to let you go.”

Cecilia paused before continuing, “Stella, I know Nathaniel has never been involved with you. I also know that your claims of him cooking for you when you were ill and feeding you medicine are all fabrications. You might not realize, but people like Nathaniel, who are born with a golden. spoon in his mouth, simply aren’t accustomed to serving others.”

Having her lowly schemes exposed, Stella clenched her fists, staying silent.

Cecilia knew that her guess had been correct.

In In the past, she had assumed that Nathaniel had treated Stella differently, but in reality, that wasn’t the case.

When Stella fell silent, Cecilia spoke again. “You were right about what you said before. There’s no real bad blood between us. It’s all just over a guy. Tell me everything about what happened. yesterday, and I assure you you’ll be free to go.”

After hearing that, Stella hesitated. I want to live. I don’t want to die.