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

Chapter 220 Keep Pressuring Him

When Liam arrived at the basement in a flustered state, Nathaniel was already gone.

He saw his daughter huddled in the corner, trembling uncontrollably and apologizing incessantly.

“Lynn, what’s wrong?”

The bodyguard standing nearby told him coldly, “Mr. Liam, Mr. Rainsworth has made it clear that she isn’t suitable for the Rainsworth family. As of today, Mr. Rainsworth doesn’t want to see her in Tudela anymore.”

With teary eyes, Liam nodded in response.

“Absolutely; I’ll send her abroad right away.”

At this point, Lily’s emotions had somewhat stabilized. She held onto Liam and said, “Dad, I don’t want to leave.”

She lowered her voice as she continued, “It’s all because of Cecilia.”

Liam gave her shoulder a pat, his gaze fierce as he said, “I know… I know everything.”

Outside the mansion, Nathaniel was seated in the car, lighting one cigarette after another.

Mason was giving a report on the recent work from the side. Apart from Calvin’s projects, everything was progressing as expected.

“Shareholders are already grumbling about the losses from the competition,” Mason delicately stated.

to the office in person. As a result, the

much longer do you think Calvin

now

it been an ordinary international company that came here, they would have fled in less than six months

had already been hanging in there for five

but he wasn’t afraid of this

curious to see if he’s

was well aware of the countless instances of covert harm Calvin had endured

there was someone behind Calvin, then there was

Nathaniel had to put in more effort to hasten

“Understood.”

report, Mason

Rainsworth, did Ms.

that Nathaniel would even have time to see him, let alone continually

cast him a

there’s nothing else, then get

when he had successfully managed to coax his girlfriend a few

you need to do is pamper her a bit, say some

when he tumbled

were all taken aback. It was their first time seeing Mason, who was always serious

thick blanket of darkness, the rain outside

bed, barely managing to drift into a light sleep, when suddenly, a strong hand