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

Chapter 595 Prove Yourself

Upon seeing Elliot. Miranda immediately lowered her voice and whispered to Velma. “Mom, it’s that kid. Don’t be fooled by his small stature. He’s quite cunning.”

Upon hearing this, Velma glared menacingly at Elliot.

“Was it you who caused trouble for Felix?”

Felix sat next to Velma. feeling a sense of satisfaction as he noticed someone was taking charge on his behalf that day. He looked at Elliot with a triumphant gaze. You brat, thinking you can compete with me for the future heir position of the Rainsworth family, you’re still too green.

The previous night, Miranda had informed her son that Elliot’s mother. Cecilia, had no influential backing. Hence, the Rainsworth family’s future would still be in his hands.

Cecilia held Elliot’s hand. “Wasn’t I clear enough the other night?”

“Grandpa, do you need me to repeat it again?”

Niel was not fond of Cecilia’s haughty demeanor. “Cecilia, the other night, Felix was not capable of saying anything. What you said was merely Eli’s perspective. Today, Felix told me he didn’t even consider hitting Eli.”

“Why did he come to Daltonia Villa? He couldn’t possibly say he came to hang out with Eli, could he?”

already spilled the fabricated stories about Felix

on Miranda’s and her companions‘ faces

saying, “Children don’t hold grudges overnight. He just wanted to play with Eli and a few friends. Unexpectedly. Eli tricked

and then that they were protecting

so biased. One was a great–grandson who had grown up by his side since childhood, and the other was a great–grandson he had just met. The difference in their importance was clear

now, don’t you? They’ve run out of words.” Seeing that the group had fallen silent, Velma immediately

she finished speaking than Nathaniel began to

you guys want?” Nathaniel

out there. I want him

who was suffering from leukemia, to kneel and apologize in the snow was no different

clenched her fists

is it that you don’t believe the words I said, yet you fully trust

up, his cough masking his partiality. “Nonsense. I’m your great–grandpa. How could I

four years old wouldn’t understand his talk of

“What proof do you need?

tugged at his little hand, which made him realize something. He sat down, looking pitifully at Niel. “Great–grandpa, I’m