When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 31 She Was Absolutely Not Dead.

He hadn’t finished explaining when an elderly man, covered in wounds, was thrown in by the bodyguards outside.

Zachary knew him; he seemed to be called Randy Larke.

Two days ago, Nathaniel had people locate Paula and Magnus, who had fled overseas. Only then did he find out that the person Cecilia was supposed to marry was Randy, not Calvin!

Therefore, he had the old man kidnapped.

Despite enduring a day and night of torment, Randy still had no clue about Cecilia’s whereabouts.

Nathaniel, with eyes as deep as an abyss, looked at him. “Do you still want to marry Cecilia?”

Randy, supporting his injured body, hastily prostrated himself.

“No, no, I dare not do it again..

He was then dragged out.

Even a fool could tell what his fate would be.

Nathaniel’s face was inscrutable as his gaze fell on Zachary. “Were you speaking on behalf of Cecilia just now?”

A lump formed in Zachary’s throat, leaving him without a rebuttal.

“I just feel that there’s no need to constantly target her.”

Nathaniel’s hand, which was holding the pen, slowly tightened, causing the veins on the back to bulge.

was the one who targeted

she’s dead, do you? Have you never heard of the saying, ‘A calamity leaves its mark for a thousand years? A person like her

way he said it seemed more like he was trying to convince

Nathaniel glanced at the time, realizing it was time to get off work.

office was eerily

pendant in his hand so tightly that his

his way outside and saw Randy, who had been tossed on the side of the road, barely clinging

At Daltonia Villa.

silent. In the corner of the living room was a vibrant

return home, Nathaniel found himself sitting on

was as it used to be,

had been sitting there when

his men to deliver it, the contents of which

down

was incredibly

that was because Cecilia had set his

so simple that it hardly seemed like a suitcase belonging to

dare to root through the items, so he closed

his dinner before he returned to the bedroom that once belonged to

the urn containing Cecilia’s ashes, as well as the displayed. black and

the bones were incinerated, DNA testing was no longer possible. However, Nathaniel was

wouldn’t die! Nor did she

so afraid of pain, dare

to deceive him, all to

investigate Calvin, who had remained unmarried and single. In Cecilia’s eyes, he was her prince charming, as well

cluded Nathaniel for