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

Chapter 342 I Am Your Stepfather From Now On

Magnus was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees, his legs trembling incessantly.

“Nathaniel, please don’t be mad. How could I ever harm my own sister? I’ll have the charges dropped immediately.”

It wasn’t until Nathaniel’s car had disappeared into the distance that Magnus finally exhaled a sigh of relief. He no longer dared to make grandiose claims and he knew that the free eight billion was something he could never obtain.

He never imagined that Nathaniel would actually stand up for his useless sister. After all, it was him who had the most disdain for Cecilia in the past.

Upon returning, Paula was met with the sight of her injured son, which filled her with uncontrollable anger.

“How could she possibly deal such a ruthless blow?”

“It wasn’t her, it was one of her bodyguards,” Magnus responded.

Paula wanted to say something else, but Magnus told her that Nathaniel had gotten involved in the matter and they had to withdraw the lawsuit.

After hearing this, Paula fell silent.

“Who would’ve thought that Nathaniel still held some affection for her.”

On the way back home, Cecilia received a call from Norman. He informed her that Paula and his party had withdrawn their lawsuit.

She was finally at ease.

Meanwhile, Vivian was in a state of panic, frantically searching for Jonathan, who hadn’t shown. up as expected.

had already been whisked away by

on earth are

what Jonathan had mentioned earlier about wanting to meet Paula together. Without hesitation, she immediately

upon arriving outside the mansion, Vivian did

the photograph, inquiring with the locals nearby,

choice but to search

Sparaville, Mason and Jonathan arrived early at the designated location. Instead of heading home, they chose to wait in the car for

that Jonathan might be hungry, so he asked. “Would you like

with an air

“I’m not hungry.”

his stomach was already grumbling in

situation. Mason instructed his subordinates to go get some food and bring

food was

even sparing a glance, Jonathan leaned back in his chair, eyes closed in

their rich aroma wafting through the

really aren’t going to

muffins, but remained unmoved. “Hmph, I never eat in the

haughty yet shy demeanor, Mason couldn’t help but notice how much he resembled

going to let me go? Do you plan on keeping

returns, he will arrange things

a moment before adding. “Mr. Rainsworth might be gone for a while. You should

Jonathan scoffed with disdain.

the lackeys around that deadbeat dad think he was just a three–year–old

He certainly wouldn’t cry.