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.”

who delivered the painting quickly made his

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

now realized the significance of everything she saw in Magnus, understanding

was stationed just outside the

by the housekeeper. He took his time, then finally turned his gaze toward his sister. As he approached, a hint of mockery flickered

considering divorcing Nathaniel for that man,

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

Cecilia as

have the audacity to dismiss

were cold and indifferent.

once before–the last time she had tried

help but scoff,

silently handed Magnus the will their father had left

drafted

as he read the will, his eyes widened

father had actually made plans to transfer all

had not only their father’s signature but also an

will to shreds. “How could this be? How could

you.” She pulled out several more copies of the will and threw them in front

time tearing up the will further. His rebellious streak, which had been evident since childhood, took over as