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.

remained indifferent. “Mr. Rainsworth is quite busy today: I’m afraid he might not

remained the same as

particularly liked her, so naturally, he wouldn’t let her meet

she had been turned away too many times,

to it.

grown accustomed

Nathaniel’s schedule and found out

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

Mason’s attitude

wait a moment; I’ll check Mr. Rainsworth’s availability.” He dropped his haughty demeanor

secretary’s arca, the secretaries who

Cecilia?

Cecilia had passed away more

exuding an aura that was nothing like the unadorned, clueless, and humble Ms.

gazes, Cecilia

He was wearing a crisp suit that accentuated

“Mr. Rainsworth.”

door, then tactfully stepped out, closing

look at Cecilia, who was standing by the

attire, adding an intellectual charm that hadn’t

with the memory of that night–the way she held her wine, her