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.”

answer, the person who delivered the

an air of superiority, casually tossed the painting to the maid. “Put this in the treasure vault,” he ordered, not bothering to

she now realized the significance of everything she saw in

just outside the

finally turned his

not considering divorcing Nathaniel for that

news of Cecilia’s divorce from Nathaniel had become so notorious that it seemed

saw Cecilia

could she have the audacity to dismiss

didn’t respond, her eyes were cold and indifferent. “Withdraw

had seen this kind of resolve in his sister once before–the last time

help but scoff,

will their

is the will Dad drafted behind

but as he read the will, his eyes widened

actually made plans to

not only their father’s signature but also an

this be? How could our father leave everything

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

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