When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 641 A Trick Up Her Sleeve

It was Terry’s mom, and her gaze was particularly discerning. “Ms. Cecilia,” she affirmed, “I stand with you. You definitely have my vote.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Once she fearlessly agreed, the rest of the mothers followed suit, each giving their consent one by one.

They had long grown tired of Miranda, an overbearing and arrogant person, being the chairperson.

Everything was going exceptionally well, but when Cecilia returned home, something felt off.

However, as she was preoccupied with figuring out how to get Moana back home, she didn’t give much thought to the matters concerning the other mothers.

“How can I get her to leave?” Cecilia closed her eyes, murmuring to herself.

Having woken up at half past eight in the morning, she found herself feeling sleepy again by noon.

As Sven was driving, he couldn’t help but ask upon hearing this, “Who are you asking to leave?”

“Moana, the nutritionist my mother–in–law sent over.”

Speaking of which, Cecilia had Sven stop for a while, and they had lunch outside before heading back.

While eating, she couldn’t help but vent to him about the nutritionist.

After giving it some thought, Sven spoke up. “Resolving this issue is quite simple.”

“How so?”

“Let Nathaniel take action.”

Cecilia shook her head. She simply didn’t want to ask Nathaniel for help. After all, there were still some minor issues between them, and it wouldn’t be pleasant to ask for favors under such circumstances.

However, thanks to Sven’s suggestion, she came up with a brilliant idea.

“But, I know how to provoke Nathaniel into taking action without my having to ask him.”

Sven looked at her and said nothing more.

He had always been a listener, seldom asking questions if the other party chose to remain silent.

After returning home, Cecilia expectedly saw Moana directing the chefs, instructing them on what to do here and there.

Mic approached the kitchen

“Hello, Moana”

Upon hearing of Cecilia’s return, Mone instantly pet on airs. Mrs Rainsworth, just ok at the liquet You’re only just returning now? Were you eating out again

Her demeanor reminded Cecilia of someone, it was none other than the butter, Liam

“You can arrange dinner. Fil eat whatever, the responded

A sense of satisfaction flashed in Moana’s eyes. My complaints must’ve been effective Didn’t you refuse

“This is how you should’ve been from the start

After finishing her words, Mom went off to instruct the kitchen to have a few more meat dishes prepared.

Cecilia interrupted, “Moana, I can eat all the meat, but Nathaniel and the child can’t solely rely on meat for their meals, right?”

Moana had almost forgotten about the child and Nathaniel.

“True. I’ll have the kitchen prepare something for them.”

“Aren’t you a nutritionist? Could you help with the meal planning? Nathaniel really likes carrots, so try to them

corporate each dish as much as possible.

Without an ounce of suspicion toward Cecilia, the older woman added carrots to every meant for Nathaniel

The chef tried to tell her that Nathaniel nonsense and just do as I say.”

dish

Leat carrots, but Moana told him off. “Cut the

She behaved as though she were Nathaniel’s actual mother.

The chef didn’t meddle further and simply cooked according to her recipe.

Cecilia wasn’t done. She posed another question to Moana, “Don’t you think the layout of our home is kind of inconvenient? What if it unintentionally hurts my baby?”

Upon hearing this, Moana immediately instructed the servants to rearrange the placement of the tables and chairs.

Cecilia silently watched on, seating herself per Moana’s request and awaiting the return of the father and son duo.

“Why couldn’t you have been this obedient earlier? It would’ve saved me a lot of trouble,” Moanna muttered under her breath.

Cecilia was puzzled. Did this woman really use to be Elena’s nutritionist?

Despite wondering that, she agreed patiently, “Okay.”

Nathaniel and Elliot returned at night.

Cecilia told them to eat while she headed to the kitchen by herself.

With a single glance, Elliot noticed that all the food on the table was full of carrots. He found this odd.

He knew his older brother didn’t like eating carrots, but since he himself could eat them, he didn’t bother asking why.

But where did Mommy go?

As Nathaniel settled down and took his first bite, his brows furrowed deeply.

“Cecilia!”

He instinctively assumed the woman was messing with him again.