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

Chapter 611 Back The Wrong Horse

Her question took Priscilla by surprise.

The led Cecilia to a secluded corner before asking, “Do you know why Miranda became the president? Every year, the Rainsworth family will donate a hundred million to the kindergarten. I

now you’re the Rainsworth family’s daughter–in–law, too, but your husband…”

She couldn’t bring herself to say the words “is blind.”

Aware of what she was about to say, Cecilia didn’t mind. “What if I could donate more?”

scilla shook her head, “The position of president in the parents‘ association is determined partly by the school leadership and partly by a vote from the mom members of the committee. Since you’ve just joined, it’s unlikely they’ll let you become president. After all, who would dare to cross the Rainsworth family? We’d do anything for a chance to attend a gathering at the Rainsworth Manor with Miranda. Just a word from her, and our husbands‘ careers would be set.”

Despite not being the head of the Rainsworth family, Adrian still wielded significant influence. At that moment, Cecilia was certain that Orion Corporation wasn’t that easy to take down.

Seeing Cecilia deep in thought, Priscilla couldn’t help asking, “Did you offend Miranda?”

It was common for sisters–in–law to have disputes, let alone in a large family like theirs.

“Yes, there is a big rift between us.”

past, Miranda merely slandered Cecilia with her words. But

Velma along to demand justice, insisting

that, Priscilla worried she might have backed the wrong horse. “Ms. Cecilia, the children will only be in preschool for two or three years. Why not just apologize to Miranda? It’s better to bear with it

Bear with it?

used to think the same way, but she found that excessive tolerance often led others to take her

didn’t share her inner thoughts with Priscilla. After all, Priscilla might

Priscilla, Cecilia settled into the car and headed

back at home, Elliot, exhausted, was napping on the couch with a book covering his face,

typing on his computer,

heartwarming interaction

hearing footsteps, both father and son turned their gaze

“Mommy,” Jonathan called out.

through the documents in

didn’t mind his aloof attitude and stepped forward

Old Mr. Sinclair wants me to go home

that

Later, he came up with a solution, suggesting that

thought that was a good idea,