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

Chapter 392 Return To The Rainsworth Residence

In the past, Cecilia had always been expected to accompany Nathaniel to the Rainsworth residence for major holidays, especially for New Year’s. But this time, she didn’t want to go.

“I’m swamped and don’t have time to go. If Nathaniel wants to, you’re welcome to come pick him up, Cecilia said curtly before abruptly ending the call.

On the other end, Elena stared at her phone, seething with anger. “She’s becoming more and more unruly. If Nathaniel hadn’t lost his memory, he’d never tolerate this behavior!”

The secretary, sensing Elena’s fury, asked quietly, “Should we go retrieve Mr. Nathaniel then?”

“Yes,” Elena snapped. “If Cecilia doesn’t want to come back, so be it, but Nathaniel must. He’s the eldest heir of the Rainsworth family, after all.”

In truth, Elena wasn’t keen on having Nathaniel attend the event that night. With his blindness and memory loss, she found it rather embarrassing.

However, Niel had specifically requested Nathaniel’s presence.

Despite not having been involved in the family business for many years, Niel still wielded considerable influence within the company and had a network of trusted aides. His directives were not to be ignored.

“But what if Mr. Nathaniel doesn’t want to come back?” the secretary asked cautiously.

up and bring him back if necessary. Are you telling me you can’t manage a

The secretary fell silent.

call, asking him to return

with a hint of confusion, asked, “Mommy, didn’t you say Mr. Rainsworth was

a suitable response, then gently patted Elliot’s head.

his mother

Cecilia said,

moment, Elliot turned to Nathaniel and said, “Mr. Rainsworth, if that’s the case, why don’t you go back to your mother? We’d prefer to have our mommy

as ever, and Nathaniel responded calmly,

immediately pouted, clearly

quickly stepped in to prevent yet another argument. “All right,

changed too and return home with your mother,” Cecilia

was stunned. She’s sending me

not going back,” he

the staircase, he overheard the conversation and muttered with annoyance,

comment. He firmly grasped Cecilia’s hand, ignoring the curious gazes around them. “Is it