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

Chapter 162 Master Of Deception

“I’ll give you a minute to come out now,” Nathaniel’s commanding voice sounded through the phone.

Come out now?

Cecilia tightened her grip on the phone. She glanced out the window, “Are you outside?”

“What do you think?” Nathaniel responded.

He cut the call without another word.

Cecilia stared at her phone. Then, she turned to Calvin and said in an apologetic tone. “I’m sorry. Something unexpected came up, and I need to go home.”

Calvin wanted to ask her what was going on, but seeing her anxious demeanor, he didn’t press the matter. He simply nodded and said, “Alright, be careful.”

Cecilia grabbed her bags and left swiftly.

Silently, Calvin rose from his seat and moved towards the balcony. He watched as her silhouette vanished from his sight. A complex mix of emotions coursed through him.

Outside the mansion, a matte black Cadillac was parked by the gate, blending seamlessly into the night.

Cecilia approached the car uncertainly.

The car window lowered, revealing Nathaniel seated in the driver’s seat. His expression was steely, and his aura emitted a chill that seemed to lower the temperature within the car.

He glanced at Cecilia, coldly. “Get in the car.”

a private residential

how he had managed to drive in. She pulled open the car

off, leaving the

that they were

felt an inexplicable

the silence, asking in an icy tone, “Seems like you had a lot of

did not know

to me?” Nathaniel asked as he pressed

to the floor.

passing scenery outside the window heightened Cecilia’s

mean Lied to

to play dumb. He slammed the brakes and brought thecant screeching

sudden stop almoor batted

leaned into her

was pitch–black, and thadlight inside the car was dim. All Cecilia could see was Nathaniel’s face in front of hers. Itowever, the was oblivious to the hint

word angrily. “You really are a master

struck Cecilia like a bold of

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voice was lov he whispered angrily into her

gone all night. Were you planning to sleep with

could finish his sentence,

on his cheek, Nathaniel grabbed her wrist, halting

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