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

Chapter 87 Am I That Talented.

What’s wrong with a father disciplining his son?

Zachary knew what she was up to. She was playing hard to get, hoping that he would willingly accept the boy.

“You’ve really gone to great lengths to get close to me. You were behind what he did before too, weren’t you?”

Vivian and Jonathan was completely flabbergasted.

Zachary leaned over toward them, a cold glint in his eyes. “No matter what you’re planning, I’ll take care of the child, but I won’t take responsibility for a woman like you.”

Vivian had heard from Cecilia before that Zachary was a jerk. After seeing him in person, she found it to be undeniably true.

Her temper flared uncontrollably, and she swiftly raised her hand, slapping it across Zachary’s handsome face.

Zachary was stunned.

“Who needs you to take responsibility? Even if I were to marry a pig or a dog, I wouldn’t dream of marrying you!”

Zachary had intended to take Jonathan to a corner to teach him slowly, but he didn’t expect. Vivian to rush over unexpectedly.

The commotion over here quickly caught everyone’s attention.

Sitting on the second floor, George, who had been watching over his eldest grandson, was utterly astounded.

daughter is

nearby quickly responded, “She seems to be the eldest daughter of the

her, my

dared to lay a

also noticed

imagined that Jonathan would be here and he was seemingly

she found herself looking in Nathaniel’s direction, only to realize that he had also noticed something

to get overly

it began

seated on the

did you end up at Rainsworth Manor?” Cecilia

had already prepared his explanation. “I went to see my

his friend was just a child of one of the guests attending the Rainsworth. family’s banquet. Thinking it was merely a coincidence, she didn’t

asked, “So, how did you end up

bumped into that man and he had me

“D“mn it!” Vivian cursed.

level of arguing with a child. The strange things he said today

distance,” Vivian said, wanting to pull

his brows and dodged. “Ms. Kennedy, this is already the eighth nickname

with all these nicknames – sly

talented?” Vivian said, munching on a potato