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

Chapter 974 Sending Them All Away

“What is this?” the nanny wondered aloud, puzzled.

Their home was well–staffed with servants, and Nathaniel was somewhat of a clean freak. There was never a speck of dust on the floor, so how could there be white powder near the water dispenser?

The nanny took a cloth, meticulously wiped away the powder, and then casually tossed it into the trash bin.

Meanwhile, Jessica had already passed the water to Nathaniel.

“Nathaniel, this is warm water.”

Nathaniel took the glass without a second thought and drank a few sips.

As Jessica watched him drink the water, her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Once Nathaniel had almost finished his drink, she promptly took his glass. “I’ll go rinse this out. If you want more water, just let me know, and I’ll pour more for you.”

Jessica knew that the glass held evidence. She swiftly moved toward the sink to rinse the glass thoroughly, ensuring there were no residues left inside.

The nanny had been discreetly observing her, finding her particularly odd that day, especially as Jessica washed the same glass over and over again.

wash anything, she wouldn’t spend much time on it before asking the

was startled to see the nanny again. “What

a big deal out of nothing?” The way Jessica was acting had the nanny

free today, why don’t you go out and have some fun? I’ll

make a move

I don’t feel like

Cecilia had told the nanny that she had to remain within the

was fierce and visually impaired, his wealth was

promised Mrs. Rainsworth that

Jessica was the shameless vixen she was

suppressing her rage, she said, “With me here, rip

once the effects of the drug

Mrs. Rainsworth…” The nanny was still reluctant

Jessica could no longer hold back, raising her voice as she yelled, “You’re just a nanny for the Rainsworth family; do you really think you’re

her chance to take Nathaniel for herself,

to believe that the usually amiable Jessica

she had

the servants to leave as well before returning to the living room once

Nathaniel’s throat felt dry, and heat was coursing through