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

Chapter 140 Severely Injured

In the evening, Nathaniel stepped out of the house.

Not long after he left, Cecille received a text message from Sven.

He informed her that Nathaniel had left and told her to find a way out as he had something to say to her.

Due to the stringent security around Daltonia Villa, Sven could only keep watch over Cecille from a considerable distance to ensure her safety. At times, he could see whether Nathaniel had left or not.

After flipping over the sheet music and putting it away, Cecille also left the house.

Once outside, she instructed the driver to turn around numerous places before successfully shaking off the bodyguards who were tailing her from behind.

Eventually, Sven’s car showed up before her.

After she got out of her car, she hopped into Sven’s vehicle.

“What’s the matter?”

Sven took out his phone, opened the navigation app, and set his course for the western part of Tudela. “This was the direction Nathaniel had headed off to in the morning. I followed him for a certain distance and noticed that the security was quite tight over there. I suspect that’s where Eli was taken.”

“At a glance, the location is

Sven took out a new phone and handed it to Cecille. “Use this phone from now on. Your current one might’ve been tapped. Mr. Reese mentioned that he

received the phone. “Thank

like you to let him know you’re safe once you receive

“All right.”

the car to a secluded area

a

quickly answered. “Ceci, how are

I’ll also figure out where Eli has been taken to,” Cecille quickly

was that, given Nathaniel’s methods, even if they managed to locate Eli in Tudela, ‘they wouldn’t be able to rescue

meant, did he harm you?” Calvin stood atop a tall building, braving

the pitch–dark early morning where

towering figure stood tall, his robust upper body marked with

back emotions, Cecille

me. I’ll be back soon.” Calvin knew that she was once again hiding the

though Cecille didn’t know exactly what kind of work Calvin

call, Calvin returned

bandaged his still–bleeding

brother seems intent on killing you,” the doctor said, looking at the wound on Calvin’s arm. The injury was longer

lips calmly and replied, “He thought I