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.

was that Nathaniel had actually relented and

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

the backstage of the

room was notably empty. Her eyes immediately landed

man’s lean figure was cloaked in a black suit, exuding a noble air. His handsome, cold face and deep, dark eyes had been fixed on

“Cecilia!”

deeply at Cecilia, his thin lips

explanation, curious as to why she had faked her death and vanished for four years. He wondered where she

had passed, and her

makeup. Where once she used to only wear dark

time, Nathaniel discovered that his wife had

watched as Cecilia drew closer to him, his Adam’s apple

half a meter away from Nathaniel, Cecilia greeted,

Nathaniel was taken aback.

he could react,

charge of this auction? I’m

that moment, Nathaniel’s

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

voice was deep, laced with a hint of

are you? Do I know

Nathaniel’s throat tightened.

don’t know me? Well, let me introduce

Cecilia’s pupils narrowed.

could react, Nathaniel brought her into

frantic desperation as her