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

Chapter 1929

Chapter 1929 Asking For Money

Deep down, he knew that without Cecilia's support, he was nothing. With his current reputation and lack of resources, he couldn't afford to burn this bridge.

Reluctantly, he sat back down beside her, his gaze drifting toward the frenzied bidding happening onstage. The more he watched, the more agitated he became, as if every rising number was a slap to his face.

Eventually, unable to sit still any longer, Magnus slipped away to the back of the venue. There, he pulled out his phone and dialed his grandmother.

When Heather heard his request for more money, she was puzzled. "Sweetheart, didn't you just take several million not long ago? Why do you need more so soon?"

"Grandma, I really need your help. Please," Magnus pleaded, desperation seeping into his voice. "I need this money urgently. If I can get it, I'll be able to marry Chelsea. And once I'm married to her, we'll never have to worry about money again."

Heather had always had a soft spot for her grandson. Though slightly hesitant, she didn't want to disappoint him. "All right, give me a moment. I'll speak to your uncle and see what I can do."

"Okay," Magnus agreed immediately.

True to her word, Heather acted quickly. Not long after, forty million was transferred to Magnus' account.

By then, the bidding for the necklace had already reached thirty million.

Though the crowd was full of wealthy elites, even they knew that this price far exceeded the necklace's actual value. Any further bidding would cross the line from ambition into foolishness.

The one who had called out the thirty million bid was none other than Allen-the eldest son of Miranda's uncle's family.

His business was thriving, and money was never an issue. Competing with him publicly would mean risking offense, something most of the guests weren't willing

to everyone that Allen had set his sights

host looked around the room.

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abroad handling business with her husband and daughter, she had limited

judgment. Cecilia's younger brother ought to be decent by

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the Smith family had stood among Tudela's elite. Now,