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.

muttered, lowering her gaze, not daring to

up her phone and threw it at her, exclaiming, “What use are you to

head was cut

upon spotting a passerby looking their way,

she

she said in a softened tone. “You really should be more careful. My phone slipped, and it just

public, Cassandra would always put up

“Alright.”

dared not utter a word, hanging her head

moment was that Corilia waen’t in Tudela Traveling bark and forth made it incredibly diffienlt for her to

the evening arrived, Cassandra finally returned

been waiting for her

Where

went to Sparaville. Do you need

slumped down on the couch, crossed her legs, and wore a

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

Cecilia give you

just can’t believe Cecilia. Just a few days ago, she told me she had nothing to do with Nicholas. Yet, yesterday, Nicholas made a special trip to see her.” Cassandra wanted

evident in her eyes. “Cassandra, don’t worry. I have a way to deal

“Really?”

“Mmm–hmm.”

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

clothes to her family members. Since Jonathan wasn’t around, she

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