<strong>Chapter 133 Name Your Price</strong>


    Nathaniel felt as if a lump of cotton was lodged in his throat.


    He had never cared about money and projects.


    He simply detested being deceived!


    Whether it was in the business world or elsewhere, it was the first and only time he had been deceived and toyed with in public!


    Seeing that he didn’t respond, Cecilia was unsure of how to untangle the knots in his heart either.


    “Other than this, I really don’t know how else to help you let go of the past.”


    Upon noticing her finally falling silent, Nathaniel turned his head toward her small figure seated in the chair.


    “The agreement between the Smith and Rainsworth families has been in ce for at least eight years. During these eight years, both the projects and the finances have undergone changes. How are you going to pay me back?”


    “Name your price. No matter what it takes, I’ll pay you back,” Cecilia promptly added.


    Nathaniel’s eyes, deep and profound, shimmered subtly. “All right then. Once you’ve paid your dues, I’ll let you go.”


    Since he was asked to set the price, he would make sure that the debt could never be fully repaid!


    Cecilia let out a sigh of relief.


    Now, her involvement with Nathaniel was tied to two things – their children and the initial agreement between the Smith and Rainsworth families.


    She just needed to find a way to pay all the money back to Nathaniel so that she wouldn’t owe him anything anymore.


    Atst, the car arrived at Daltonia Vi.


    Once they returned to the vi, Cecilia felt waves of nausea, resulting in a bout of intense vomiting in the bathroom.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    Nathaniel lingered outside and questioned the bodyguard who had been tailing Cecilia.


    “Who gave you permission to let her drink?”


    The bodyguard lowered his head and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Rainsworth.”


    “Give yourself ten minutes to gather hangover remedies and medication,” Nathaniel ordered coldly.


    “Yes.”


    The bodyguard left immediately.


    When Cecilia emerged once more, she had already freshened up, but herplexion was exceptionally pale.


    Nathaniel was looking at her in the living room. “Come here.”


    Cecilia slowly approached him, noticing that he had ced the hangover remedy and medicine on the coffee table.


    “Drink it before you sleep,” Nathaniel ordered.


    “All right, thank you.” Cecilia sat down, picked up the remedy and drank it all in one go.


    After that, she took the medicine.


    Once her headache had lessened considerably, she sat up straight and asked Nathaniel seriously, “How much do I owe you?”


    It seemed like the effects of the alcohol hadn’tpletely worn off yet.


    Nathaniel gave her a gentle look with his deep, dark eyes. After taking a sip of water, he said, “I can no longer recall how much dowry your father promised me initially. You can start by returning the betrothal gifts I gave to your family. The total sum of those gifts should at least amount to four to five billion. Given the intion, the value of that money has definitely increased by now.”


    Four or five billion, that much?


    Cecilia ced her hands on her thighs and nodded. “As it should be.”


    Her sweet and innocent demeanor made Nathaniel suddenly feel a bit guilty about taking advantage of her drunken state.


    “Haven’t you already paid me a hundred million before? I won’t let you suffer a loss. You can start by returning eight billion, deducting that one hundred million, which makes it seven point nine billion. As for the dowry, I shouldn’t ask for it since you’ve returned all the betrothal gifts. However, the project your father promised to coborate with me before his death, which was ultimately ruined by your brother and mother, still needs calction to decide the loss. Is that okay?”


    Seven point nine billion…


    Though Cecilia had made some money over the past years, it probably wasn’t even close to nine hundred million when added up.


    She had invested in charity, contributing a total of two hundred million.


    She resolved topose more music and to earn more money. Besides, she decided not to


    “Of course. After you’ve calcted the cost, I’ll reimburse you.”


    However, when facing such apliant Cecilia, Nathaniel couldn’t feel happy. She was truly. willing to pay an enormous sum just to leave him for good.


    Nathaniel seemed to be lost in thought before he spoke again. “I must make this clear, until the debt is fully paid, you should stay put at Daltonia Vi.”


    “All right.”