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

Chapter 404 Sparaville Charity Foundation.

After a moment of silence, Nathaniel said, “The place is rather run–down. It wouldn’t be appropriate for you to go there in your delicate condition.”

“It’s okay. I will just take a look from afar,” Cecilia replied.

Seeing that he couldn’t dissuade her, Nathaniel had no choice but to agree.

“Okay.””

After he had said that, he returned to his room to change.

Upon reaching his room, he immediately called Mason.

“Prepare a charity foundation tonight. Make sure to have both the boss and employees in place.”

Mason was personally cooking for his fiancée. When he received that order, his face instantly morphed into a picture of dismay.

“Why don’t we just tell Mrs. Rainsworth the truth, Mr. Rainsworth? After all, all women love money.

“All you have to do is execute my orders.”

Nathaniel did not bother wasting his saliva with him.

If Cecilia were to learn that I still have a lot of money, she would surely bring up our divorce in the next moment. I know her all too well, and her biggest flaw is her tender heart.

Left with no other choice, Mason could only abandon his fiancée and go about making the necessary arrangements.

who was soft–hearted,

since Martha learned that Nathaniel’s identity had been usurped by his brother and his mother no longer loved him,

and the chef at home were his credit, able to cook

praising him for assisting in repairing the road and rectifying the situation for households lacking running water with a

a great son–in–law. Not only is he handsome, but he’s also genuinely

to keep himself so clean and tidy every day. Apart from being unable to see, he’s perfect in every

recently. As she listened to the conversations of those around her, she gradually came

he doesarit change, always treating Geci well, that’s

also occasionally

she dared mot let her guard

after Jonathan had gone to kindergarten, Cecilia followed

do you carma month with a chauffeur driving you around like this?”

of though, Wathaniel fibbed. “Ten

Ten thousand…

still remembered that sine amet conly three thousand five hundred a

was earning only on thousand a

yourself a good

by Mason, Nathaniel lied

“Oh, I see.”

Finally, they arrived.

the distance. It wasn’t quite luxurious,

alighted from the

even started forward, a portly man and

here, Mr. Rainsworth. Come, let me take you to your office,” the man in the