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 me you can’t manage a blind man?” Elena snapped, her frustration

The secretary fell silent.

Nathaniel about Elena’s call, asking him to return

of confusion, asked, “Mommy, didn’t you say Mr.

to come up with a suitable response, then gently patted

“Oh, so now his mother wants him to come home, is

say that,” Cecilia

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

responded calmly, “Only a child would

immediately pouted, clearly ready

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

go get changed too and

stunned. She’s sending me

not going

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

Cecilia’s hand, ignoring the curious gazes around them.