When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

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When Cecilia woke up in the morning, she also saw the message from Miranda and couldn’t help but feel astounded.

She certainly has a knack for passing the buck. But she isn’t wrong in that we’re all adults, and it’s a delusion to make money easily by just riding on someone else’s coattails.

After a moment of silence in the group chat, no one dared to condemn Miranda anymore.

After all, their children were studying with her son, and they all lived in Tudela. Thus, they simply couldn’t afford to offend her.

However, they also couldn’t accept having all that money go down the drain.

At that point, they finally remembered Cecilia. They all texted the latter to apologize, even promising to vote her as the president of the parents‘ association the following year.

Cecilia looked through the messages but didn’t bother responding to them.

Even Helen texted her: Have you seen the message in the group chat, Ms. Cecilia? I reckon those turncoats must be regretting it now!

Cecilia knew that she was sincere toward her, so she sent her a screenshot of the number of people who texted her.

In turn, Helen sent her an impressed emoji.

Cecilia set her phone aside, having no intention of replying to the mothers just yet.

She got out of bed and went downstairs, only to find Nathaniel sitting on the couch with the television, which had always remained switched off, turned on.

An advertisement was airing on the television

Upon closer inspection, Cecilia realized that the male celebrity in the advertisement was none other than Eric.

A radiant–looking Eric stood on the vast Alendor plains, surrounded by stunning Alendor women. Yet, he appeared very weak. Unexpectedly, his script was, “Oh no, I’m too weak.”

Only then did Cecilia understand that he was the spokesperson for the drug to treat men with sexual dysfunction.

Though not a celebrity herself, Cecilia knew the significance of a celebrity’s persona.

As a young superstar, endorsing such a product would undoubtedly lead to a significant drop int female fans and also invite a lot of ridicule.

“Why would he accept such an endorsement?” Cecilia mumbled to herself.

Upon hearing that, Nathaniel parted his lips slightly. “That’s just how entertainers are. They’re willing to do anything as long as the price is right.”

Once he had finished speaking, he swiftly picked up the remote control and switched channels, lest Cecilia were to catch him replaying the same advertisement repeatedly.

Cecilia rebutted, “Eric is different from other celebrities. Most of the money he earns goes to charity. He hardly has any savings himself. Perhaps he ran into some difficulty.”

I was just wondering why Eric suddenly went to Alendor when everything was perfectly fine. Could it have something to do with the rumors about us that circulated last time?

At her defense of him, Nathaniel’s face darkened, and he questioned, “How are you so sure that he does charity?”

“Regardless of that, it’s true that he donated a lot of money. That’s more than enough. He’s far better than those who talk about benevolence and kindness all the time yet do nothing at all,” Cecilia retorted.

Nathaniel was left without a retort.

Nonetheless, he was certain that she wasn’t referring to him because he had never been. benevolent and kind but had always been quite wicked.

“I’m going to give him a call and ask him about this” Cecilia then left the living room.

Nathaniel initially thought that by having Eric endorse such a product, Cecilia would certainly have a bad impression of the man. Unexpectedly, she possessed an overwhelming sense of maternal affection and pitied him instead.

With his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he made a call to Mason.

“Don’t let Eric return. Have him continue shooting other advertisements in Alendor! Also, remember not to give him any special treatment but let him live just like the locals.”

A pretty boy, huh? I shall see if Cecilia would still like him when he’s tanned to a crisp.

Mason felt that he understood his employer’s intention and couldn’t help but lament inwardly. How childish of Mr. Rainsworth!