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

Chapter 1960

Chapter 1960 A Beggar

Cecilia sat watching the footage of Magnus in his pitiful state. She felt absolutely nothing. This was exactly what he deserved.

Most people born into a life like his would've had it made comfortable, successful, stable. But Magnus had done nothing but stir up trouble with his privilege. He was selfish to the core and never once thought about his family.

Sven turned to her and asked, "Is that enough?"

"It's not enough yet. He needs to go through more, enough to understand what it means to start from zero, to see that making money takes real work," Cecilia answered firmly.

"Got it."

After getting kicked out of the hotel, Magnus had nothing left-no phone, no wallet, not even a dime to his name. He was stranded in a strange city, left to wander aimlessly.

Two days later, it was already December, and the temperature had dropped sharply. Magnus didn't even have a coat to fight off the cold.

"It hurts... so bad."

Grumble...

His stomach growled painfully as he stood outside a restaurant, peeking in longingly. He instinctively reached into his pockets, only to feel the emptiness again.

steady flow of customers brushing past him. His loitering soon drew the attention

block the door or scare off

snapped, "Do you even know who

care who you are. You smell like a beggar. What, you think you're some kind of big shot?" the waiter shot back,

sister's a billionaire! And

laughing. "Haha! Why not just

face burned red. "I'm

I won't be so nice

freezing, and starved, had no strength left. He collapsed easily from the

the tall man crumpled on the ground,

off

to pull some scam, are you? I'm just a waiter. I don't have any money. And this place has security cameras, just so you know, so don't even think about setting

pain coursing through his body, unable to get back up. His voice was weak and barely audible. "Y-You just wait and

spooked, darted back into

Magnus could do was bluff. That was the only thing he had left. His stomach churned painfully from hunger, and he curled up

had never

blowing through

and fleeing

still had enough to

comfortably. He'd never