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

At that. Cecilia looked up and responded, “All right.”

She got up and headed toward Nicholas‘ office. After knocking, she entered.

Nicholas looked up at her. “I heard that Miranda came by, did she give you a hard time?”

Cecilia truthfully informed Nicholas about Miranda instructing her to get the contract signed.

Nicholas knew that Miranda was up to no good. After considering it for a moment, he said, “Just leave the contract here, I’ll have someone else deal with it.”

Reflecting on her day at the office, Cecilia recalled the casual chatter of her colleagues. If Nicholas were to assigned her task to a different secretary, her professional life would become considerably more challenging.

“No need, I’ll get the contract signed and bring it over.

Nicholas thought that Cecilia didn’t understand how difficult the task Miranda assigned to her was, so he warned. “Ms. Hardy is not an easy person to deal with. You might not only fail to secure a contract but also face unnecessary difficulties.”

“I did some research,” Cecilia stated, “But rest assured, I will definitely finish the work.”

Seeing her determination, Nicholas couldn’t bring himself to stop her anymore.

After Cecilia had left, he felt somewhat uneasy. “Jocelyn, find someone to keep an eye on Cecilia. We can’t afford for anything to happen to her,” he said.

Yes, Sir.”

Jocelyn had a bodyguard discreetly

office when Jessica called out to

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situation, single–handedly taking care of several secretaries. “No thanks,” she

was fearful that Cecilia might have conjured up another scheme to torment her, so she

she left the company

driver take her back to the Smith residence. After retrieving an item, she got back into the car and

if she knew she couldn’t

that Aubree had a particular fondness for all sorts of antique jewelry unsold pieces from the past still lingered within the

string of agate bracelet from the Tusurla Era, a valuable item

she arrived

getting off the car, Cecilia headed

the entrance. Only after she presented her work badge, did the guard allow her to proceed to the front desk

clearly irritated, “Ms. Hardy is

heading to the airport after six, and it’s already five. Could you let her know I’ve arrived?” Cecilia knew that if she lingered in the

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finish her sentence, Cecilia interrupted by handing her