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.

bodyguard reported Cecilia’s itinerary

deliberately spent

to

boarded a

a message from Sven that read: Nathaniel’s car has indeed headed toward Cross

eye on Rainsworth Group, to see

just as

was still fond

were hardly any people in the café

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

arrived here right on

light jacket draped over her to conceal the allergic red

allergic, she would always prepare a jacket when going

was completely different from when Stella first returned to

her pre- marriage figure, and her face radiated an extraordinary elegance that left a profound impression

a tinge

she had undeniably inherited Paula’s stunning looks. particularly her physique. It was evident she was

Ceci. Let’s talk, she said, suppressing the bitterness in her

already been made to Nathaniel. Outside, he could hear

herself

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

end of the phone, Nathaniel was seated in his car. Listening

billion in exchange for