When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 424 Returning To Rainsworth Manor

The room fell silent for a moment.

After a long pause, Elena finally spoke. “Yes. It’s her.”

Cassandra’s lips curled into a faint smirk. “Funny, isn’t it? She’s my stepsister, yet I haven’t seen. her once since I came back.”

Elena, cunning as an old fox, had done everything to ensure she maintained control over the situation.

She only allowed Cassandra to marry into the family after conducting a thorough investigation of her background. It wasn’t until she confirmed that Paula wouldn’t take advantage of her and fully understood the influence of Cassandra’s mother, Queen, that she agreed to the union.

She certainly didn’t want another daughter–in–law who was as useless as Cecilia.

“There will be plenty of opportunities for you to meet her in the future. Let’s eat,” Elena said, forcing a smile that barely masked her reluctance to talk about Cecilia.

Cassandra had been subtly testing her future mother–in–law, gauging Elena’s attitude toward her eldest daughter–in–law. From what she observed, it was clear that once she married into the Rainsworth family, she would likely have no trouble taking control of the family’s financial resources.

After they finished their meal, Cassandra accompanied Nicholas for a walk.

Elena insisted that Cassandra stay the night, and Cassandra agreed, eager to satisfy her curiosity about the woman Nathaniel had married.

As they settled in, she remarked to Nicholas, “You know, it’s such a shame. Cecilia really isn’t worthy of Nathaniel.”

Nicholas stopped in his tracks, his expression deadpan as he fixed his gaze on Cassandra. “You seem to know Cecilia quite well, huh?”

His sarcasm did not stop the arrogant Cassandra from continuing the conversation. “I recall my stepmother mentioning her. As the daughter of the Smith family, Cecilia was born with a hearing impairment. She was inept in everything she did, had no talent for business, and lacked any special skills. She’s really just a loser.”

Nicholas hadn’t anticipated hearing such harsh words from his fiancée. Inept at running a company? Lacking any particular skill?

What Cassandra didn’t realize was that Cecilia, whom she deemed a “loser,” had effortlessly composed melodies that Cassandra had struggled to obtain.

Furthermore, Cecilia had surpassed Cassandra in business acumen by successfully starting her company, while Cassandra still relied on her father’s support.

Nicholas‘ thin lips parted slightly, his voice maintaining its usual gentle warmth but laced with an almost imperceptible chill. “Cassandra, please refrain from speaking ill of others behind their backs, especially when they’re our seniors. I don’t appreciate it.”

Cassandra was about to continue disparaging Cecilia, but her expression shifted when she heard Nicholas‘ words. Did he find me irritating? Senior? Why would he acknowledge Cecilia as his senior?

Cassandra, accustomed to being spoiled and indulged, was unwilling to relent. “Everything I said. is true, but if you don’t want to hear it, fine, I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

With that, she turned and walked away, clearly annoyed.

Nicholas didn’t bother to go after her either.

Jocelyn, who had been trailing a few dozen meters behind the pair, quickly stepped forward and handed a coat to Nicholas. “Mr. Nicholas, what’s wrong with Ms. Evans? She seems upset.”

Nicholas took the coat and put it on and nonchalantly replied, “Jocelyn, I need you to fetch something for me. I’ll send you the address later.”

“All right.” Without asking any questions, Jocelyn went to fetch the items once she was given clear instructions.

After she left, Nicholas picked up his cell phone, scanning through the medicine list sent by the pharmacist and the accompanying messages: Mr. Rainsworth, this medicine is highly effective. I hope you and your fiancée have a wonderful evening.

Meanwhile, Cecilia had arranged for Martha and Elliot’s care and informed Vivian and Jonathan about her upcoming trip to Tudela.

She and Nathaniel then returned to Rainsworth Manor in Tudela.

As she recalled Nicholas‘ words from their last meeting, Cecilia felt a sense of uncase.

Nathaniel, sensing her unease, grasped her hand firmly.

Cecilia looked at him but didn’t withdraw her hand.