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

Chapter 153 She Had Been Played

All Cecilia could do was gaze from a distance at the sea of pink begonias blooming outside the courtyard.

“I didn’t expect them to still be here,” she murmured.

Sven followed her gaze, and what met his eyes were the beautiful begonia flowers, truly a delightful sight to behold.

The mansion appeared quaint, yet it was brimming with vitality. It was evident that the original owner had put a lot of thought and care into its construction.

“What is this?” Sven couldn’t help but ask.

“The home I grew up in in Tudela,” Cecilia replied.

Regrettably, she no longer had the right enter the mansion.

“Let’s go.” Cecilia shifted her gaze away.

The vehicle slowly pulled away.

Cecilia hadn’t noticed a man hiding in the nearby shrubs. The man looked a bit disheveled, having been secretly lurking there for a while.

After taking a stroll around the city, Cecilia requested Sven to drive her back to Daltonia Villa.

Afterward, she was in the music room, playing the piano while simultaneously writing sheet music.

reported Cecilia’s itinerary to

that night, Nathaniel deliberately spent extra time at the

nine, he instructed his driver to head toward the café on Cross

too had boarded a car, coming over

phone vibrated. Upon checking, it was a message from Sven that read: Nathaniel’s car has

returning to Daltonia Villa, Cecilia asked Sven to keep an eye on Rainsworth Group, to

as she had

still fond of

any people in

had reserved a private room, which conveniently offered a

here right on

long dress, with a light jacket draped

wasn’t allergic, she would always prepare a jacket when going out for toot long, due

from when Stella first returned to the country a few years

and her

tinge of jealousy toward

looks. particularly her physique. It was evident she was the daughter

the bitterness in

had already been made to Nathaniel. Outside, he could hear the conversation

settled herself into

billion, and then leave Nathaniel. I really couldn’t gather that much money, and even if I could, I don’t think it would be right to give it to you. After all, Nathaniel isn’t a commodity. He isn’t something you can

seated in his car.

Stella and demand ten billion in exchange for me? She sure has quite