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.

Are you telling

The secretary fell silent.

call, asking him

hint of confusion, asked, “Mommy, didn’t you say

with a suitable response,

in understanding. “Oh, so now his mother wants him to come home,

Cecilia

case, why don’t you go back to your mother? We’d prefer to

as innocent as ever, and Nathaniel responded calmly, “Only a child would

pouted, clearly ready to

tension rising, Cecilia quickly stepped in to prevent yet another argument. “All right, Eli, why don’t you and your

too and return home with

was stunned. She’s sending me away

not going back,”

followed Jonathan up the staircase, he overheard the conversation and muttered with annoyance, “Hmph,

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