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.

been preoccupied with dating, and hadn’t made it to the office in person. As a result,

much longer do you think Calvin can

a grasp on it, but now I can’t estimate it anymore. The

they would have fled in less than six months once

already been hanging

he wasn’t afraid of this

him. I’m curious

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

behind Calvin,

such, Nathaniel had to put in more effort to

“Understood.”

report, Mason showed no

Rainsworth, did Ms. Smith get

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

cast him a

there’s nothing else, then get

managed to coax his girlfriend a few days ago. He

quite simple. All you need to do is pamper her a bit, say some sweet things, buy her some gifts, and that

fully imparted when he tumbled out of the

was their first time seeing Mason, who was always serious and wore gold–rimmed glasses, in such

night, under the thick blanket of darkness, the

a light