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.

in their circle. His business was thriving, and money was never an issue.

clear to everyone that Allen had set

around the room. "Thirty

"Thirty million, going once..."

"Going twice..."

"Thirty million, th—"

A voice suddenly rang out, cutting off the host. All heads turned as

eyes turned toward Magnus, including

way of accomplishment,. Magnus certainly had his looks With Paula, he was like a television

sharp features inherite

her

"His name is Magnus,

The Smith family?

brows lifted slightly at the name as she thought of Cecilia. "What is

daughter

see," Phoebe

spent many years abroad handling business with her husband and daughter, she had limited familiarity with

looks presentable enough,” she remarked, casually forming a judgment. Cecilia's younger brother ought to be

a brief flicker of discomfort crossing her face. This wasn't the right moment to bring up

stood among Tudela's elite. Now, that prestige