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

Chapter 53 Let Bygones Be Bygones.

At that moment, George’s call came through. “You rascal! Are you planning on staying single. forever? Who gave you the courage to stand up your blind date?”

Over there, George was full of vigor.

Zachary was somewhat exasperated. “Grandpa, I’m busy with something.”

‘Busy? You think I don’t know that you’re out there every day, wasting your time with those good–for–nothing friends?” Clearly, George had lost his patience. “Get back here right now, or I’ll cut off all your options!”

Zachary had no other choice but to return first.

Meanwhile, at Orion Corporation.

After arriving at the company, Cecilia made a beeline for the top floor.

As Cecilia approached, dressed sharply yet still radiating an enchanting beauty, Mason couldn’t help but take a second look.

He still remembered how indifferent she used to be about dressing up. She wore dark- colored clothes every day, blending in rather than standing out–hardly resembling a prominent young lady.

But now, the woman before him was not only stunningly beautiful, but also exuded an aural of nobility and charm. It felt as if she had transformed into a completely different person.

“Ms. Smith, is there something you need?”

“I need to see your boss, Mr. Rainsworth,” Cecilia said aloofly.

expression remained indifferent. “Mr. Rainsworth is quite busy today: I’m

the same

particularly liked her, so naturally, he wouldn’t

she had been turned away

to it.

grown accustomed

before she arrived, she had inquired about Nathaniel’s schedule and found out that he had no important meetings for

let Mr. Rainsworth know that our collaboration ends here?” With

Mason’s

I’ll check Mr. Rainsworth’s availability.” He dropped his haughty

through the secretary’s arca, the secretaries who had been working there.

Cecilia?

passed

aura that was nothing like the unadorned, clueless, and humble Ms. Smith from

curious gazes, Cecilia entered

front of a large floor–to–ceiling window. He was wearing a crisp suit that accentuated

“Mr. Rainsworth.”

the door, then tactfully stepped out, closing the door behind

look at Cecilia, who was

woman before him had changed into professional attire, adding an intellectual charm that hadn’t been there

that night–the way she held her wine, her