<strong>Chapter 304 Could You Do Me A Favor</strong>


    My ex–girlfriend?


    Nathaniel furrowed his brows in deep thought.


    Ste slowly approached him as she said, “I saw the news, Nathaniel. I know that Ceci wants to divorce you. She had always been selfish since she was a child. You mustn’t feel upset because of her.”


    Originally, Nathaniel intended to send her away immediately, but upon hearing her mention Cecilia, he couldn’t help but ask, “Do you know her well?”


    “Yeah; she and I attended the same school from elementary all the way to university. I used to visit her house quite often when we were kids.”


    Ste didn’t disclose the fact that she was financially supported by the Smith family.


    She approached Nathaniel and took a seat before him, studying him in detail. He still bore the scars on his face, the remnants of a wound inflicted by a car window’s shattered ss.


    She couldn’t help but reach out, longing to touch his face.


    As if Nathaniel had a sixth sense, he managed to dodge her hand.


    Ste’s hand tensed up. “Nathaniel, can I stay and take care of you. Is that okay? Unlike Cecilia, I will never reject you no matter what bes of you!


    Ste was genuinely fond of Nathaniel, and equally drawn to his wealth.


    She knew that even if Nathaniel had lost his sight, he was a man no other could everpare to.


    However, Nathaniel declined her offer.


    “You can leave now.”


    Ste’s expression tensed up when she heard that.? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    In the end, she was still driven away by Nathaniel.


    At the entrance, Elena’s face was full of disdain. “I knew she was useless.”


    Ste, feeling somewhat embarrassed, couldn’t bring herself to approach Elena. Reluctantly, she left the ce.


    Although Nathaniel had sent her to a psychiatric hospital, the wealth she umted during her stardom remained intact.


    As soon as Ste stepped out, she contacted her assistant, asking her toe and pick her up.


    The moment Ste settled into the car, she made a silent vow to not let Cecilia off the hook.


    “Just you wait, Cecilia. I’ll be giving you a surprise soon.”


    After renovating Martha’s old house in Sparaville, Cecilia returned there with her and her two children.


    Many of the surrounding neighbors had moved out, leaving the area exceptionally quiet and deste.


    In recent days, Martha spent less time asleep than awake. But whenever she was awake, she couldn’t help but keep herself busy.


    Even though her body was wracked with pain, she still wanted to personally cook for Cecilia and her two children.


    She knew that with her death, there would be even fewer people in the world who cared about Cecilia.


    The two kids were engrossed in watching television in the living room when Martha and Cecilia brought in freshly cooked ravioli. Just then, they heard the news being broadcasted on the television.


    “Orion Corporation is set to hold a shareholders‘ meeting the next day, with the purpose of re- electing thepany’s management.”


    Martha wiped her hands, her eyes drifting over as she listened to the announcer say that Nathaniel would not be attending the shareholders‘ meeting.


    “Life is truly unpredictable.”


    Cecilia couldn’t believe it either. Orion Corporation was, after all, apany that Nathaniel single–handedly established. Yet now, he had somehow lost even his eligibility to attend shareholders‘ meetings.


    Fearful that the news about her divorce from Nathaniel would be seen by the two children, Cecilia changed the channel.


    Meanwhile, in Tud, Elena knew that Orion Corporation was about to fall into someone else’s hands, yet she was powerless to stop it.


    She called Wren, but he said, “Since Nathaniel can’t see anymore, he should retire from his position and let those who are capable take over.”


    Elena couldn’t possibly bear to see everything her son had painstakingly built fall into the hands. of others.


    Just at that moment, a phone call came through.


    She picked it up and saw that it was Nichs calling.


    “Mom, my surgery went really well, I cane home today.”


    “Nichs, could you do me a favor?”


    On the other line, Nichs, who had just exited the operating room and was still lying in the hospital bed, had a gentle gaze that instantly grew cold.


    He didn’t ask what the matter was. Instead, he simply replied, “Sure.”