<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 982 Poaching His Business</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Have you told anyone else about this matter, other than me?” asked Nichs.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Pa gave it some thought. “I’ve only told the caregiver and Cecilia herself. The caregiver is very trustworthy. She wouldn’t spread the word around.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs nodded.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mr. Rainsworth, I now know who truly cares for me, and I deeply regret my past actions,” Pa confessed quietly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The man didn’t harbor any sympathy for her. “I always remember how Cecilia used to tell me when we were young that she wished her mother could be happy, but she didn’t know how to make that happen.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing these words, Pa felt as if her throat had been shed by a knife.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m… I’m such an irresponsible mother.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“If you had been kinder to her since she was a child, she probably wouldn’t have been constantly belittled and bullied. She wouldn’t start living her own life only now,” Nichs stated, his eyes as calm as a stillke. “How can a daughter find happiness when her own mother doesn’t love her, but demeans her every day instead?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Pa’s slender hand, akin to a withered branch, clenched her nket as she trembled slightly. Tears trickled down her cheeks involuntarily.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She thought she would never cry again, but upon hearing all this, she couldn’t help herself.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mr. Rainsworth, will you please take care of her on my behalf after I die? I know I no longer have the right to see her.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Rather than answer her directly, the man replied, “I’ll make time to visit you in the future. If there’s anything you’ve been wanting to do for the longest time for Ceci, take this chance to do it.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I will.” Gratitude filled Pa’s eyes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">By the time Magnus returned, Nichs had already left.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He discarded the fruits, not even sparing Pa a nce, and went to join Nichs.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The woman silently observed his biological son. He was just like Cassandra,pletely indifferent to her own life and death.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Perhaps they had all inherited their own selfish and cold–hearted genes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Letting go of any resentment toward them, she summoned the caregiver, asking for help with purchasing yarn used for knitting scarves and other items.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s almost summer. Why do you want to knit a scarf?” the caregiver asked in puzzlement.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Pa slowly responded, “When Ceci was younger, she always admired how other mothers would knit scarves for their daughters, but I never made her anything. I’d like to do that now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Cecilia stood on the balcony of Daltonia Vi as a gentle breeze bew was thrush hot, justfortably pleasant</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The mostforting thing was that Jessica wasn’t around anymore as Nathaniel had probibited her toming to the vi. Each time she came, she was driven away,</font></font>
“If she really wanted to die, she would have done it a long time app” Nathantedment Initially thinking that Jessica was serious about her intentions, he gradually realized that the the scally want to die.
The man hadn’t returned to the room yet due to some urgent news he just recéves.
“You’re saying someone beat us to the plot we were negotiating for?” he asked
Mason cautiously replied, “Yes. It was only when our project manager went over to disons marrezker tonight that we found out.”
This was the first time anyone had dared to do such a thing to Nathaniel.
Who could be so unaware of their ce?
What Nathaniel was even more curious about was how the other party hade up with the idea to vize thend. That piece ofnd was still very important to him.
He was nning to establish a new business hub there!
“Did you find out who did it?”
After a lengthy silence, Mason finally spoke. “I did.”
“Who is it?”
“It seems to be Mrs. Rainsworth…” Mason stammered.
Tonight, he had set out to confront the person poaching Nathaniel’s business–only to learn that it was Cecilia who had bought the property.
Nathaniel couldn’t believe it. “Are you kidding me?”
“It was indeed Mrs. Rainsworth, Mason confirmed. “She bought it under Orion Corporation’s name.”N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.
Under Orion Corporation’s name?
Nathaniel found himself reflecting on the questions that Cecilia had asked him a few days ago.