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

Chapter 469 Finding The Mastermind.

Upon learning the news, Sven called the police to have them taken away.

Afterward, he got into the car and said to Cecilia. “It seems like they’re hired goons. I’ll investigate once we get back.”

“Alright.”

Cecilia also wanted to know who exactly was out to harm her.

Meanwhile, Cassandra was sitting in a car not far from the mall. She was eager to hear news about Cecilia being assaulted, but instead, she received a call from her secretary,

“Ms. Evans, there’s a highly skilled bodyguard by Cecilia’s side. He managed to defeat all of our men and had them arrested.”

“A single bodyguard? Against all of our men?” Cassandra couldn’t believe it..

“Mmm–hmm.”

Cassandra clenched her phone in frustration. “She really got off easy, didn’t she? You guys are useless, what kind of incompetent people did you hire?”

The secretary dared not respond.

Cassandra then asked, “What’s the progress on ruining her studio?”

“I… I haven’t found her studio yet,” th

Cassandra’s eyes.

not daring to meet

phone and threw it at her, exclaiming,

secretary’s head was cut by

but upon spotting

she

the car,” she said in a softened tone. “You really should be more careful. My phone slipped, and it just happened to hit

put up a kind and gentle

“Alright.”

utter a word, hanging

wasn’t willing to let things be. She felt that the biggest issue at the moment was that Corilia waen’t in Tudela Traveling bark and forth made it incredibly diffienlt for her to

evening arrived, Cassandra finally returned to the Evans

for her

Where

to Sparaville.

aside, slumped down on the couch, crossed her

she had gone to Sparaville, Paula knew she had gone there to see

Cecilia give you

to do with Nicholas. Yet, yesterday, Nicholas made a special trip to

in her eyes. “Cassandra, don’t

“Really?”

“Mmm–hmm.”

Martha, the housekeeper whom Cecilia cared so much for. She was certain that if anything happened to

returned home, she began distributing clothes to her family members. Since Jonathan wasn’t around, she

Sinclair Manor, rumored to have a wardrobe spanning one hundred and twenty square