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

her things and was leaving the office when

you want to come?” Cecilia

was already in a terrible situation, single–handedly taking care

was fearful that Cecilia might have conjured up

she left

Hardy Group. Instead, she first had her driver take her back to the Smith residence. After retrieving an item, she got back into the car and instructed the

have accepted the task if she knew she couldn’t

particular fondness for all sorts of antique jewelry unsold pieces from the

the Tusurla Era, a valuable item that her father

arrived

the car, Cecilia

security guard as soon as she reached the entrance. Only after she presented her work badge, did the guard allow her to proceed to the front

saw her and said, clearly irritated, “Ms. Hardy is currently very busy entertaining clients. You

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 lobby, not

“Who do you think

she could finish her sentence, Cecilia interrupted