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.”

was a private

had managed to drive in. She pulled open the

sped off, leaving the

they had left the compound, Cecilia realized that they were surrounded by bodyguards dressed

inexplicable fear stirring

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

alright.” Cecilia did not know what

you lied to me?” Nathaniel asked as

to the floor.

passing scenery outside the window

do you mean Lied

He slammed the

almoor batted Cecilia’s head to

she could react Nathannel leaned into her space

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 of red

each word angrily. “You really

struck Cecilia like

at Nathaniel in

say?

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airport today with my own eyes,” Nathaniel’s voice was lov he whispered

night. Were you planning to sleep with

finish his

cheek, Nathaniel grabbed her wrist,

red–handed by me again, aren’t you Youreeally can’t control yourself at huh? Why