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 He informed her that Paula and his party had withdrawn their lawsuit.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.

Jonathan had already

where on earth

suddenly recalled what Jonathan had mentioned earlier about wanting to meet Paula together. Without

the mansion, Vivian did not

the locals nearby, but nobody seemed to know

search elsewhere, not

and Jonathan arrived early at the designated location. Instead

an extended period, Mason was worried that Jonathan might be hungry, so he asked. “Would you

head with an air

“I’m not hungry.”

but his stomach was already grumbling

his subordinates to

heap of food was delivered into

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

opened a basket of chocolate muffins, their rich aroma wafting

aren’t

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

Mason couldn’t

finally going to let me go? Do you plan on keeping me in the

Mr. Rainsworth returns, he will

a moment before adding. “Mr. Rainsworth might be gone for a while. You should grab a bite now, instead of

Jonathan scoffed with disdain.

that deadbeat dad think he was just

He certainly wouldn’t cry.