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

night, Nathaniel deliberately spent extra time at the

instructed his driver to head toward the café on Cross

had boarded a

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

to keep an eye on Rainsworth Group, to see where Nathaniel would

as

was still fond of tattling

people in the

had reserved a private room, which conveniently offered a view of the scenery

here right on

with a light jacket draped over her to conceal the allergic red spots. on

when going out for toot long, due to

Stella first returned to the

had regained her pre- marriage figure, and her face radiated an extraordinary elegance

a tinge of

she had undeniably inherited Paula’s stunning looks. particularly her physique. It was evident she was the daughter of a renowned.

bitterness in her heart and quietly placing

call had already been made to Nathaniel. Outside,

herself into

you asked me to prepare ten 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 just sell off. Take this one

the phone, Nathaniel was seated in his car. Listening to Stella’s words, his brows furrowed deep in

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