Chapter 395 They Will Pay The Price


    Meanwhile, at Rainsworth Manor, Elena was in high spirits after receiving the call.


    She hadn’t expected Jonathan to take the initiative to approach her, given that he had always acted aloof during their previous encounters.


    At that moment, Nathaniel had not yet arrived, and people in the manor began whispering various spections. “Is Nathaniel noting? He agreed toe, didn’t he? How could he not honor his promise? He’s not the kind of person to break his word, though…”


    “Haven’t you heard the rumors? Nathaniel has lost his sight. He would make a fool of himself if he came,” another person uttered.


    “No way! Are you serious?” The room buzzed with curiosity.


    If the rumors proved to be true, the unfolding drama promised to be far more intriguing than anyone had anticipated.


    Finally, the butler led Nathaniel into the residence.


    Everyone’s gaze shifted toward the entrance as a man dressed in luxurious attire appeared. Although his clothes were opulent, his usually sharp eyescked their former luster. He had to rely on the butler to guide him into the living hall.


    Nathaniel didn’t address anyone upon his arrival.


    Elena stepped forward and said to Niel, “Dad, Nathaniel is here. The doctor advised him to rest more after the car ident. We should let him rest, shouldn’t we?”


    When Niel saw that Nathaniel could no longer see, he chose not to make things difficult for him. Just as he was about to let Nathaniel leave, Adrian, who had been standing by, spoke up. “Aunt Elena, Nathaniel doesn’t get out often. Why don’t we spend some time together? There’s no need to rush sending him home.”


    Others, too, chimed in. “Yeah, we all want to have a chat with Nathaniel.”


    Elena cast a somewhat displeased nce at Niel.


    Niel, leaning on his cane, stood up. “We still have to proceed with the ceremony after dinner. He can rest afterward. Elena,e to my study right now.”


    “All right,” Elena responded, understanding that Niel was likely to find fault with her.


    As soon as she left, everyone started discussing Nathaniel in hushed whispers, even though he was just a stone’s throw away. Meanwhile, Nichs sat quietly, sipping his coffee and observing the scene with indifferent detachment.


    Momentster, Adrian approached Nathaniel. “Nathaniel, I didn’t expect you’d end up like this.”


    Hearing those words, Nathaniel’s expression turned icy. “And you are?”


    Adrian paused for a moment, assuming Nathaniel couldn’t see him. “I’m Adrian. Can’t you recognize my voice?”


    Nathaniel searched through his memories, eventually recalling this good–for–nothing cousin of his. Adrian…


    “Yes, I remember now, Half a year ago, your real estate business had just gone under. Did you manage to start up a newpany?”


    Adrian choked up upon hearing that,


    His wife, Miranda, immediately stepped forward to speak on behalf of her husband. “Nathaniel, I understand thating to terms with your blindness and losing control of thepany must be difficult, but please don’t take out your frustration on my husband. After all, he wasn’t the one who took your position. If you need to vent, you should direct it toward him instead.”


    Miranda’s gaze shifted to Nichs, who remained engrossed in his coffee.


    Nathaniel, having no desire to engage further with these individuals, lifted his foot, preparing to leave.


    Suddenly, Adrian tantly extended his leg in front of Nathaniel, intending to trip him make a fool of him.


    “What are you doing, Daddy? You’re going to trip Uncle Nathaniel,” an unexpected voice chimed. in. It was none other than Felix.


    Adrian’s expression stiffened.


    Everyone else found his act disdainful. Nathaniel, sensing something was wrong, halted in hist tracks.


    Immediately, Miranda pulled Felix aside and suggested that he should go outside to y.Material ? N?velDrama.Org.


    At that moment, Nathaniel instructed the butler to guide him to a ce where he could sit.


    The surrounding chatter, a discordant blend of sympathy, mockery, and disdain, cut through the air like shards of ss.


    Nathaniel couldn’t help but clench his fists. I’ll remember every bit of this. Soon, they’ll pay for how they treated me.