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

Chapter 35 I Lost My Memory

Downstairs, even before Cecilia arrived, she had noticed the most luxurious and best–viewing private room for the auction upstairs.

The design of the private room incorporated one–way glass. From the outside, one couldn’t see the people inside, yet those inside could clearly view the outside.

She intentionally chose a spot where someone in the private room could see her to sit.

Then, as if unintentionally, she lifted her gaze toward the private room upstairs.

It was merely a fleeting glance, with not a hint of emotion in her eyes.

Inside the private room, Nathaniel’s assistant, Mason, was dumbstruck. “Ms. Smith!”

Suppressing his urge to rush down, Nathaniel gave orders to Mason.

“Forfeit the bidding.”

“Understood.”

Upon receiving instructions, the secretary downstairs abandoned the bid.

Everyone initially thought they were going to witness a grand display of wealth today, but to their surprise, Nathaniel had actually decided to back down.

Their faces were all filled with shock.

They wondered just who this woman was that she dared to compete with Nathaniel for something he had his eye on.

that Nathaniel had actually relented and allowed her to have the

the charity auction, as per the rules here, the bidder was required to make the payment before they could collect

backstage of the

empty. Her eyes immediately landed on Nathaniel, who

lean figure was cloaked in a black suit, exuding a noble air. His handsome, cold face

“Cecilia!”

gazed deeply at Cecilia, his

to why she had faked her death and vanished for four years. He wondered where she had been all this time, and what she had been

passed, and her

in dressing up had now meticulously applied makeup. Where once she used to only wear dark clothes,

the first time, Nathaniel discovered that his

closer to him, his Adam’s apple

away from

Nathaniel was taken aback.

could react, Cecilia

of this auction? I’m

moment, Nathaniel’s

his towering figure blocking most of the light from Cecilia’s view. He looked down at her. “Who

was deep, laced with a

I know you?” Cecilia asked, her expression

Nathaniel’s throat tightened.

don’t

Cecilia’s pupils narrowed.

react, Nathaniel brought her into a

in frantic desperation as her breathing