When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 632 Settle Scores

Nathaniel didn’t want to continue giving Cecilia the cold shoulder, but he couldn’t accept the fact that he had been deceived for so long.

“What if I am? Would you be scared?” he asked.

Cecilia was taken aback, clearly not expecting Nathaniel to pose such a question. If he had been his old self, he would have done something to her immediately after asking.

Cecilia clenched her fists. “If I say I will, would you let me go?”

Nathaniel tightened his grip on her arm, his silence amplifying Cecilia’s sense of unease. Finally, he released her and stood up, his towering figure casting a shadow that nearly obscured the light in front of her.

Only then did Cecilia calm down. She had a feeling Nathaniel was threatening her.

Even though he was blind, he was still as vile as ever.

Her eyes were filled with unshed tears as she grabbed a stool and placed it in front of Nathaniel, who was about to leave.

He bumped into the stool that blocked his path, frowning. “Cecilia!”

“You were the one who wanted to settle scores with me. I’m merely protecting myself,” Cecilia stated, warning him. “This is just the beginning. If you dare to harm me. I won’t let you have your way like I used to.”

She was determined to keep her word.

Nathaniel didn’t know how to react. If I really wanted to do something to her, I would’ve done so long

ago.

Throughout the day, Cecilia was consumed by an unsettling worry, fearing that Nathaniel might take some drastic action. Despite his blindness, she remembered how he had once produced a black card, which indicated that he still had many secrets he kept from her

When Elliot returned in the evening. Cecilia pulled him into the room to talk to him in private. “Sweetheart, you’ve visited your daddy’s company before, right?”

Elliot was slightly puzzled. Why is Mommy asking about Daddy’s company? Is she worried that Daddy, with his wealth and influence, will take me and Jon away from her?

“Yes, I’ve been there. Why?” he responded.

“How is it? Is it big?

Hearing her question. Elliot felt that his muzz pois

“It’s not big at all. Daddy’s company only occupies one floor, which is even smaller than our house. Daddy doesn’t even have his own office; he shares the workspace with the rest of the staff.”

Cecilia had never imagined that Nathaniel would be in such a sorry state.

So he was just boasting when he said he would settle the score with me?

Cecilia felt a sense of relief but couldn’t resist probing further. “Is Daddy hiding something? Like, maybe he owns a large corporation and only showed you a smaller one?”

Elliot was relieved that he didn’t tell his mother the truth. I bet Mommy’s questioning Daddy’s sincerity again.

He now had the chance to attend preschool and a complete family, so he didn’t want his parents‘ relationship to be in jeopardy. After some thought, he said, “Mommy, if you don’t believe me, why not go with Daddy to his office tomorrow?”

Cecilia didn’t feel like going. “No. I have to compose music at home.”

Elliot reassured her, “Mommy, don’t worry. Daddy will definitely make lots of money and run a big company in the future.”

Hearing the boy’s words, she realized he was really fond of Nathaniel. Patting his head, she smiled tenderly. “I believe that.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Let’s go and have dinner,” she said.

“All right.”

The rest of the night was rather peaceful. However, that night, Elliot insisted that Cecilia sleep next to him.

Cecilia thought she should have a serious conversation with Elliot and teach him to sleep alone.

Meanwhile, at Felix’s house, Miranda was watching the livestream and browsing through the trending topics, irate.

She had initially intended to put Jonathan in his place but ended up inadvertently making him and Cecilia famous instead. To make matters worse, Anisa and Camila were bombarding her with messages, pleading for her to step in and resolve the situation, all while complaining about their own misfortunes.

Miranda was irritated. She replied: It’s not my fault you’re incapable of handling a simple task. Why should I be concerned?