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.

today: I’m afraid he

the

so

past, she had been turned away too many times, she

to it.

grown accustomed

had inquired about Nathaniel’s schedule and found out

that our collaboration ends here?” With that Cecilia was ready to

Mason’s attitude

Smith, please wait a moment; I’ll check Mr. Rainsworth’s availability.” He dropped his haughty demeanor and escorted Cecilia all the way

they passed through the secretary’s arca, the secretaries who had been working there. couldn’t believe their

Cecilia?

recalled that Cecilia had passed away more

and stunning, exuding an aura that was nothing like the unadorned, clueless, and

curious gazes,

that time, Nathaniel was standing in front of a large floor–to–ceiling window. He was wearing a

“Mr. Rainsworth.”

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

around to look at Cecilia, who was standing by the

attire, adding an intellectual

filled with the memory of that night–the way she held