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

Chapter 64 Jonathan Takes Revenge

Zachary didn’t have much of an appetite today.

After learning about his actions carlier that morning, George had specifically invited him to dine at the restaurant. In reality, it was to facilitate his interaction with the other prominent young ladies present at the banquet.

Sure enough, not long after he arrived in the hall, George pulled him aside.

“This is the Rainsworth family’s banquet, so you better not mess things up again, hear me?”

George truly had Zachary in a tight spot.

Hence, Zachary had no choice but to reluctantly sit in a corner of the banquet hall.

He radiated an icy aura all around him, palpable to anyone nearby. It was clear to all that anyone who approached him now was courting death.

All the while, Zachary was completely oblivious that a tiny figure had been secretly observing him from the very start.

As it was a feast organized by the Rainsworth family, it was only natural that all the hosts were in attendance.

This time, Stella was also among those who came.

She had noticed Zachary as well but didn’t dare to approach him for a conversation.

It wasn’t that she was scared of Zachary; it was George she feared.

In truth, had it not been for George seeking her out alone back then, with how infatuated. Zachary was with her, she would have long since become Mrs. Sinclair.

words that George had said to

I’m adamant that a woman of your status. never become a daughter–in–law of the Sinclair family! If you continue to have

Make him a widower…

knew that the ruthless George was

discover that his deadbeat father, his family, and even the woman his father was fond

His broue furrowed slightly

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he had only managed to find

the banquet this time was

since he was already here, he

a glass

I see you’re not in the

had the audacity to approach him when he looked up and saw a small figure, not even as tall as

brought their child

mask and a cap, all Zachary could see were his eyes. They were beautiful, evoking a sense of

really

he

leave. Instead, he pushed the

brows furrowed as he raised his hand to block

wasn’t clear whether it was his loud voice that startled

tilted, and in an instant, an entire

face darkened. “D*mn

hand, put on an extremely frightened facade. His eyes were rimmed with