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

Chapter 339 Showing Him The Will

A maid soon opened the door to the mansion. When she saw Cecilia’s plain clothes, a flicker of disdain crossed her face.

“Are you Ms. Smith?”

“Yes. I’m looking for Paula and Magnus.”

The maid led them inside and, as they made their way to the living room, she informed Cecilia, “Mdm. Paula is out for tea, but Mr. Magnus is at home.”

Mdm. Paula…

Mr. Magnus…

It seemed that over the years, Paula and Magnus had been doing quite well.

In the living room, Magnus sat waiting, dressed in an expensive, tailored suit. A Patek Philippe watch worth a million adorned his wrist, and his cufflinks alone were worth hundreds of thousands.

As Cecilia entered, he was holding a renowned world–famous painting, admiring its beauty.

It was clear Magnus didn’t grasp the subtleties of the painting. He casually asked the person who delivered it, “How much is this painting worth?”

The man, eager to please, replied, “Our boss spent a hundred million on it.”

“One hundred million. Sure, I’ll take it. Let your boss know I’ll handle the backlog of goods he’s got on his hands.”

“All right.”

the person who delivered the painting quickly made his

of superiority, casually tossed the painting to the maid. “Put this in the treasure vault,” he ordered,

of everything she saw in Magnus, understanding the

was stationed just

He took his time, then finally turned his gaze

considering divorcing Nathaniel

Cecilia’s divorce from Nathaniel had become so notorious that it seemed like everyone in the world

Cecilia

to dismiss the Rainsworth family as

eyes were cold and indifferent. “Withdraw the lawsuit

in his sister once before–the last time she had tried

couldn’t help but scoff,

handed Magnus the will their father

Dad drafted behind

aback, but as he read the will, his eyes widened in

had actually made plans to transfer all his

father’s signature but

the will to shreds. “How could this

just a photocopy. If you enjoy tearing things up, I can print more for you.” She pulled out several more copies of the will and threw them in

rebellious streak, which