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

Chapter 541 Search For All The Hotels

Cecilia cast her mind back on the photo Nicholas showed her.

In the photo, Nathaniel was unsteady on his feet, not only needing Stella to support him but also another bodyguard in black on his other side. He rarely allows himself to get drunk, let alone to the point of being plastered. I tried to get him drunk back then, but I never succeeded.

“Eli, I suddenly remembered that there’s something I need to do. Go and sleep first. Don’t wait up for me.”

Elliot nodded. “Okay.”

As Cecilia left in a hurry, Elliot muttered to himself, “It’s not that I want to help you, sc*mbag daddy. I just don’t want to see you kick the bucket prematurely. I still want you to amass more wealth for me and Jon.”

Aside from Jonathan, no one knew that Elliot possessed an extraordinary talent–he could discern many things unknown to others through people’s conversations, facial expressions, and the like.

Most importantly, about seventy to eighty percent of it was accurate.

It was akin to a psychologist, but his intuition was particularly strong.

Earlier, he overheard Cecilia on the phone with Mason and had a rough understanding of what had transpired.

different car. Then, she closed her eyes, recalling the hotel in the photo Nicholas sent

sense of familiarity. It was as if she had

Using the

still wanted to give Nathaniel and herself one last chance. She also wanted to look for him and ask about his amnesia and pretense of being

that was

out of the car. Once she was right outside the hotel, she sent a photo of it and the location to Mason, Then, she walked

“Sure.”

arranged

go. It’s on the

total of eight floors. Taking the key card, Cecilia decided to search

“Thank you.”

despite the late hour, there were still two security guards patrolling near the stairways

cautioned, “The eighth floor has been reserved, so don’t go

whispering, “How redundant! The elevator can’t

head. “I was just worried that we might get scolded if someone irrelevant were

men. There must

suspicion, she first took the elevator to the

reached the seventh floor when she spotted a few men patrolling near the stairway entrance, grumbling, “How annoying. Do we have to keep