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

Chapter 2012

Chapter 2012 A Price On Courting

"If your daughter isn't like that, then kindly reimburse every cent Magnus spent while pursuing her. We're ordinary folk. Several million is no small amount," Heather insisted.

Several million?

Phoebe could hardly believe her ears.

True, that figure meant little to her, but she still monitored Chelsea's spending.

There was no way her daughter could have burned through millions.

"Mrs. Campbell, bring Chelsea downstairs," Phoebe ordered.

"Yes, Mrs. Rainsworth."

The housekeeper hurried upstairs, unlocked the door, and told Chelsea something was happening downstairs.

Hearing that Chelsea was coming, Heather suddenly felt nervous about confronting her; unease churned in her chest.

Chelsea descended the stairs, eyed the unfamiliar old woman, and assumed her mother had found yet another matchmaker. "Mom, which agency did you hire this time?"

"She's not a matchmaker. She's here to collect money!"

Chelsea was

"Ms. Rainsworth, lofty people like you do tend to forget favors. I'm Magnus' grandmother. Magnus took about six million from me, and every penny of it went toward you. Are you refusing

kind of joke? When did Magnus ever spend six

say Magnus never

left Chelsea utterly

on her. He'd treated her to dinner two or

that together came to maybe fifty-thousand at most. How had it suddenly ballooned to

daughter's silence, flew into a rage. "Chelsea, don't tell me you blew six million of that boy's

six million," Chelsea answered honestly. "We just had a few meals and went to an opera,

that, Heather sensed

immediately seized

opportunity. "Ms. Rainsworth,

se

were all paid for

weren't they?"

split the

would

you treat him next time?" Heather asked

a long

the bar, she'd gotten drunk and

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