When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1098 Let Me Take You Upstairs

Upon hearing this, Nicholas asked her to point out what exactly was the issue.

Miranda relayed the information she had gathered to him.

Cecilia was far from flustered. She had already discussed this with Meredith.

As a client, Meredith would temporarily take the blame for her.

“Cecilia has already informed me about the issue before the meeting,” Nicholas said. “There’s a payment shortfall from the Seiler family’s end, but it will be received by next month.”

Miranda was completely dumbfounded.

I siphoned off the money, so how did it turn into a payment shortfall from the Seiler family’s end?

Naturally, she couldn’t say that she was the one who took the money and that Cecilia was lying.

“Is that so? It seems I misunderstood her, then,” Miranda said, then gave Cecilia a seemingly apologetic look. “Ms. Smith, I’m truly sorry. I was only considering the overall welfare of the company. You wouldn’t hold it against me, would you?”

Upon hearing this, Cecilia responded with a radiant smile, “Of course not.”

The meeting concluded on that note, with the top performance of the month being the sale of Team Five.

Team One came in second, and the other teams suffered the consequences.)

After leaving the conference room, Miranda approached Cecilia. “There’s plenty of time in the future. Let’s see how things unfold. Don’t think you can compete with me just because you know Meredith.”

Niel had already agreed to transfer Adrian back from the branch office. Once that happened, they would join forces to drive Cecilia away.

Disdain was all that could be seen in Cecilia’s eyes.

“All right, I’ll be waiting.”

Miranda strode past her.

With work pretty much out of the way, Cecilia handed out bonuses to her subordinates for celebration before heading back to the manor early.

She wondered who had spoken to Elena to make her overthink.

In the manor, Nathaniel was seated alone, seemingly waiting for someone.

When Cecilia returned, she was just about to go in and see him when a well–meaning housekeeper stopped her.

“Perhaps it’s best if you don’t go in. After you left earlier today, Ms. Quill almost got severely beaten up inside.”

The housekeeper shook her head. “Perhaps Mr. Nathaniel’s condition is still unstable.”

Cecilia became even more worried about Nathaniel.

Jessica stepped out of the house, her face pale and a bruise still visible under her eye.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

When she saw that Cecilia had returned early, she thought that her complaint had taken effect and that Elena had snapped.

“Cecilia, I feel that your constant early departures and late returns are more trouble than they are worth. Instead of visiting Nathaniel, you should just focus on taking care of yourself.”

Upon hearing her words, Cecilia instantly understood who had told on her.

“You’d better mind your own business, or else you might lose your life.”

“Don’t think you’re so impressive just because you know a few tricks to calm Nathaniel down,” Jessica said. “I’ll have you know that I can do it too.”

Cecilia found herself laughing at her antics. “Really? Congratulations, then.”

Cecilia had no idea where she had learned the technique to calm Nathaniel down. All she wanted was to take good care of him and prevent him from getting hurt again.

Jessica had wanted to argue with Cecilia, but their exchange was interrupted by a housekeeper from outside the door. “Mdm. Elena has arrived.”

Elena had rushed over in haste. Seeing that both Cecilia and Jessica were present, she asked, “How is Nathaniel doing now?”

Jessica hastily responded, “Apart from the occasional fits of temper, he’s fine.”

Upon a single glance, Elena noticed the injury on her face.

“It must be hard taking care of Nathaniel.”

On the other hand, she couldn’t tell what Cecilia had been through.

“It’s not. After all, I’m going to be Nathaniel’s woman,” Jessica said bashfully.

Cecilia sat off to the side, quietly observing the scene unfold before her. She couldn’t help but feel a wave of nausea washing over her.

“Mom, would you like to go check on Nathaniel now?”

Jessica immediately stepped forward. “Aunt Elena, let me take you upstairs. With me around, Nathaniel doesn’t lose his temper very easily.”