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 baffled. "What

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

in disbelief. "Is this some kind of joke? When did

say

question left

money on her. He'd treated her to dinner two or three times

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

flew into a rage. "Chelsea, don't tell me you blew six million

was no six million," Chelsea answered honestly. "We just had a

that, Heather sensed

immediately seized

opportunity. "Ms. Rainsworth,

se

were all paid

weren't they?"

offered to split the

time would

him next time?" Heather asked

a long while, then shook her

the bar, she'd gotten drunk and Magnus had taken

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