Chapter 33 Her Return

Inside the first–class cabin of the plane, Cecilia gazed out the window at the white clouds, her mind drifting back to four years ago.

Back then, she was utterly disheartened and sought Calvin’s assistance to fake her death and flee the country. Later on, while abroad, she prematurely gave birth to a pair of twins.

Everything had been going smoothly until an unfortunate turn of events in March. Her younger son, Elliot Smith, who was already in poor health due to being born prematurely, was diagnosed with a malignant hematopoietic stem cell disease – commonly known as leukemia.

The doctor informed Cecilia that blood disorders could be treated through the transplantation of hematopoietic stem cells derived from umbilical cord blood.

Hence, for the past few months, Cecilia had been constantly scheming, trying to find a way to acquire Nathaniel’s sperm.

Regrettably, she had failed.

The sooner the transplant treatment, the better. Thus, Cecilia had no choice but to return home to obtain it herself!

If it weren’t for Elliot, she would have never returned to that place, nor would she have sought out Nathaniel again!

Before the airplane took off, Cecilia received a message from Vivian Kennedy, her best friend.

Vivian: I’ll be a bit tied up lately, but once I’m back, we’ll sort out Nathaniel together. We also need to teach that pretentious b*tch Stella a lesson.

Vivian was a friend whom Cecille had met back in university. Later, she went abroad for further studies, and as Cecille got married, their communication dwindled.

years ago, Cecilia chanced upon her

sense of warmth filled Cecilia’s

she shut off her

it was always accompanied by constant

was already seven in the evening. As she looked around at the

exiting the airport, a luxurious Lincoln pulled up promptly in front of

of the car, he respectfully opened the

nodded. “Sorry for the trouble, and thank

friend of Mr. Reese, so there’s no need for formalities. He’s already

was referring to

remained oblivious to the fact

overseas business was thriving, and it was fair to say he had fingers in every pie. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to help her and the

was gazing at the

Perhaps the only noticeable difference was the ubiquitous posters of

singer now, having become a top–tier actress in the acting industry

eyes shifted

halt

at night, the view was pleasing

called Martha to tell her

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