When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

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“Cecilia, let me give you a piece of advice. If a man doesn’t love you, he never will. No matter if you pretend to be deaf and mute, or even feign amnesia, Nathaniel will never care for you.

Cecilia listened calmly, with not a hint of emotion in her eyes.

“Are you done?”

Stella looked at her with surprise.

Cecilia stood up, looking down at her. “If you’re so sure he loves you, then why would you come to me like a scorned woman?”

After saying her piece, she left with a cold, mocking laugh.

Watching her figure disappear, Stella was reminded of the once–proud heiress of the Smith family.

The thought of how she used to vie for Cecilia’s affections to secure the Smith family’s financial support made her feel sick.

The Smith family was now in ruins, so on what grounds did Cecilia still carry such arrogance?

Stella took a deep breath.

At that moment, her manager’s call came through. “Stella, there’s progress on the song you’ve been wanting.”

“Really?”

“But…” Her manager hesitated.

“Tell me about any difficulties you’re facing,” Stella said.

“Ms. Cecille once released a piece of music on a niche platform abroad without even applying for copyright. I’ve heard it, and I’m certain it could gain recognition. We could make a few minor changes…”

This was outright plagiarism.

Stella, of course, understood. Without hesitation, she said, “If there’s no copyright, it doesn’t. count as her work, you know.”

Once Stella had given her approval, the manager handled everything with even greater ease.

After hanging in the phone Stella contemplated on how to deal with Cecilia

Instead of going home, Cecilia went to the Smith residence.

After her mother, Paula, and her younger brother, Magnus, had squandered the Smith family fortune, their home was mortgaged and was now occupied by others.

Since Cecilia decided to fake her death and disappear, she hadn’t kept up with any news. about Magnus and Paula.

I wonder how they’re doing now.

As she stepped out of the car and looked at the familiar old mansion from a distance, her eyes filled with a deep sense of melancholy.

She stood there for quite a while before finally getting into the car.

The day before Easter, Vivian invited Cecilia to come over so they could spend the holiday together the next morning.

When Cecilia arrived that evening, she found Jonathan teaching Vivian how to bake a cake.

“How did you get to know glutinous rice? You even know how to wrap it?” Vivian looked utterly puzzled.

Jonathan felt somewhat helpless, “You can easily find it on the video search.”

“Are all girls really this clueless?”

Jonathan was worrying about his future wife.

Cecilia was greeted with a heartwarming scene when she arrived.

“Mommy, come and have some cake,” he called out.

Vivian also called out to Cecilia. “The housekeeper has gone home for the holiday. It’s just me and Jonathan baking. You’re finally here.”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her voice. “No one from the Nathaniel faction followed us, right?”

“They’re outside.”

“What should we do then?”

“Don’t worry, at most they’ll tell Nathaniel that I came to see a friend.”

Vivian nodded.

“True enough.”

By this time, Jonathan had cut a piece of cake, placed it on a plate, and handed it to Cecilia.

“Mommy, we made your favorite lemon curd sponge cake.”

“I love you, kiss.” Cecilia accepted the cake joyfully.

Jonathan’s checks flushed with embarrassment. “Mommy, I love you too.”

Vivian glared at Jonathan. “I asked for chocolate sponge cake, but you told me lemon curd sponge cakes are healthier. You sly kid, deceiving my innocent feelings…”

The room buzzed with energy as the two playfully tussled, filling the space with a special kind of liveliness.

Cecilia watched the scene unfold, her thoughts drifting to Elliot and Martha, who were far away overseas.

She hoped that once Elliot’s illness was cured, their family could be reunited and spend the holidays together again.

Cecilia thought about Sven, who had always been there to protect her, and realized he was essentially alone. So, she invited him over to enjoy some cake as well.

Vivian asked in confusion, “Is he a bodyguard from the Calvin’s faction? Did he come with you to Tudela?”