When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 81 A Genuine Sense Of Envy

He feigned caution. “Grandma Elena, my teacher once mentioned that it’s impolite to inquire about someone else’s family affairs.”

It was then that Elena realized she truly had asked too many questions.

However, she also noticed that the child before her was truly intelligent. Despite his young age, he already knew to be wary of strangers.

“I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

She lifted her hand, intending to stroke Jonathan’s hair.

But he evaded her.

Elena’s hand froze in place.

Felix, standing to the side, was taken aback. He hadn’t expected his usually indifferent great–aunt to be so fond of Jonathan. This realization left him feeling somewhat unsettled.

“Grandma Elena, I still want to take Jon to see other places, so we won’t bother you any longer.”

Elena didn’t feel right stopping them, so she said, “All right, you guys have fun. If you need anything, come find me.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

After the two boys left, she still found herself unable to let it

She summoned her secretary.

go.

“Take some time to look into the child’s background, especially his parents.”

“Understood.”

The boy really looks like Nathaniel when he was younger.

If Nathaniel had a child, they would undoubtedly resemble him.

“By the way, has Nathaniel arrived?”

The secretary glanced at the time. “There’s still an hour left before the banquet begins. Mr. Rainsworth should be on his way.”

Elena nodded, deciding that when Nathaniel arrived, she would make sure to remind him to pay extra attention to the prominent young ladies at the banquet, find a suitable partner quickly, and eventually have a healthy, chubby boy.

Meanwhile, Cecilia and Vivian were picking out their dresses before attending the banquet.

As both of them didn’t want to stand out too much, they chose two simple and ordinary outfits.

Chapter 81 A Genuine Sense Of Envy

However, it was the simplest and most ordinary clothes that best accentuated Cecilia’s vibrant and captivating charm.

Vivian was astounded. “Wow, you look so beautiful. Others are enhanced by their clothes, but you elevate the clothes you wear to a whole new level.”

Cecilia flashed a smile, looking even more captivating.

Vivian wasn’t bad at all either.

She had a charm that grew on people, a beauty that wasn’t as striking as Cecilia at first glance, but the more one looked, the more attractive she became.

The two of them left together, and the sight was simply pleasing to the chauffeur who was driving toward Rainsworth Manor.

The last time Cecilia remembered visiting was five years ago.

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

There were many luxury cars outside Rainsworth Manor.

It was Niel’s birthday, and all the notable figures from Tudela attended the event, many of them bringing along their children.

Roland had been waiting outside.

This time, he was determined to keep an eye on Vivian, ensuring she snagged herself a rich bachelor.

Vivian rubbed her forehead when she saw him.

“Ceci, it seems you’ll have to find Nathaniel by yourself later. I’ll go deal with my dad first.”

Cecilia nodded. “Okay.”

Vivian got out of the car first, then walked toward Roland.

“Dad.”

“You’re just arriving now? The daughters of the Longman and Wayman families have been here. since early morning. They even went so far as to curry favor with Mdm. Elena…” Roland nagged as soon as he saw her.

Vivian could only make perfunctory responses.

Cecilia sat in the car, looking at the silhouette of the father and daughter, feeling a genuine sense of envy.

If Regas were still here, she could have linked arms with him too.

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then she got out.

Glancing at the time, Cecilia noted that there were only six minutes left until the banquet was set to begin.

Nathaniel was always punctual.

She located the path that Nathaniel would inevitably take upon his return and headed toward the location of the banquet.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before a low–key Bentley slowly drove past her.

In the back seat, Nathaniel was engrossed in handling his work.

“Isn’t that Ms. Smith?” the driver said.