Chapter 551
Chapter 551 Our Son
At that moment, Nathaniel was about to reach the bridge. He tried calling Cecilia, but the line was busy.
The news about the child was then trending, and Nathaniel thought Cecilia must have seen it. I can’t let anything bad happen to her!
Numerous boats had already been dispatched into the river as a precaution in case a child fell in.
The helicopter was also flying in this direction.
Time was of the essence. Scarface stared up at the helicopter in the sky, unable to make a decision.
Cassandra was also fixated on the news. “These people are foolish, thinking a helicopter or boats could save this child.”
“Why hasn’t Scorpius cut the rope yet?
It’s only a matter of seconds, isn’t it?”
Cassandra.
Queenie glanced at the news on the internet and shifted her gaze to Cassandra.
“Cassandra, has that child also offended you?”
Cassandra was taken aback, apparently just remembering to keep up her persona. “Mom, you may not realize, but this child might not be of Rainsworth family’s lineage.”
“Is he supposed to die just because he’s not of the Rainsworth family’s bloodline?” Queenie was puzzled. Despite having raised Cassandra single–handedly, she never knew Cassandra was so ruthless.
Cassandra retorted, “Mom, didn’t you teach me to eradicate the source of trouble? What if we let her son go, and he grows up to discover that we were responsible for his mother’s disfigurement? What if he seeks revenge on us?”
Queenie had taught her to eradicate the source of trouble.
However, she didn’t just kill anyone. All Cecilia did was seduce her fiance, and Cassandra wanted her dead.
“Cassandra, this can’t happen again.”
Suddenly, Queenie felt as though she had placed too much trust in Cassandra’s words this time.
After all, Cecilia, a woman with a child, who wouldn’t hesitate to harm herself for her offspring’s sake, would be unlikely the type to seduce someone else’s fiancé.
“I tried to call Scorpius, but why wouldn’t he answer his phone?”
Cassandra didn’t see the child die so she called Scarface repeatedly
Scarface stood at a high point, his decision firmly made.
“We can’t harm this child. He’s so young. What could he possibly have done wrong?”
In the past, he used to stand by Queenie, and those who suffered were the enemies who had once hurt them.
Yet, the child, Jonathan, before him was clearly not a bad child.
At this moment, Jonathan was still suspended in mid–air. He was unwilling to accept it. Am I really going to die like this? If I die, what’s going to happen to Mommy? I can’t die! I can’t!
In his mind, Jonathan was rapidly calculating how to fall in order to minimize injuries.
At that height, even if he could swim, a rapid fall would surely cost him his life.
However, Jonathan knew there was surely a way to survive. There must be!
Nathaniel’s car came to a halt by the riverside. Mason was also there, and the helicopter was already on its way to carry out the rescue.
Zachary and Vivian were also present.
“F*ck! Which *sshole did this? This is ruthless!” Zachary cursed in frustration.
Nathaniel was more worried about Cecilia.
Suddenly, Mason said, “Mr. Rainsworth, Mrs. Rainsworth is here.”
Cecilia had driven over, only to be stopped.
Her face was smeared with blood. “Let me through! That’s my son!”
Nathaniel’s gaze darkened. “Bring her here quickly.”
Hastily, Mason had someone bring over Cecilia.
Vivian was taken aback upon seeing Cecilia’s face covered in blood.
“What happened to your face, Ceci?”
Cecilia didn’t respond to her. She was looking at Jonathan, who was far away. She couldn’t go to his rescue.
She yearned to go, but she was held back by Nathaniel’s firm grasp.
“Nathaniel, let go of me quickly and save Jon.”
“Ceci, calm down,” he said to her gently.
Cecilia’s eyes welled up with tears when she saw Nathaniel’s calm demeanor. “How can you expect me to stay calm? Our son is hanging up there. If the rope breaks, he could die!”
Our son? Nathaniel tightly gripped her wrist.
“What did you say?” he asked.