<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1098 Let Me Take You Upstairs</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing this, Nichs asked her to point out what exactly was the issue.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda ryed the information she had gathered to him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was far from flustered. She had already discussed this with Meredith.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As a client, Meredith would temporarily take the me for her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Cecilia has already informed me about the issue before the meeting,” Nichs said. “There’s a payment shortfall from the Seiler family’s end, but it will be received by next month.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda waspletely dumbfounded.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I siphoned off the money, so how did it turn into a payment shortfall from the Seiler family’s end?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Naturally, she couldn’t say that she was the one who took the money and that Cecilia was lying.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“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 thepany. You wouldn’t hold it against me, would you?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing this, Cecilia responded with a radiant smile, “Of course not.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The meeting concluded on that note, with the top performance of the month being the sale of Team Five.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Team One came in second, and the other teams suffered the consequences.)</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">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 canpete with me just because you know Meredith.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Niel had already agreed to transfer Adrian back from the branch office. Once that happened, they would join forces to drive Cecilia away.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Disdain was all that could be seen in Cecilia’s eyes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right, I’ll be waiting.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miranda strode past her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With work pretty much out of the way, Cecilia handed out bonuses to her subordinates for celebration before heading back to the manor early.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She wondered who had spoken to Elena to make her overthink.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the manor, Nathaniel was seated alone, seemingly waiting for someone.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia returned, she was just about to go in and see him when a well–meaning housekeeper stopped her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Perhaps it’s best if you don’t go in. After you left earlier today, Ms. Quill almost got severely beaten up inside.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The housekeeper shook her head. “Perhaps Mr. Nathaniel’s condition is still unstable.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia became even more worried about Nathaniel.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jessica stepped out of the house, her face pale and a bruise still visible under her eye.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When she saw that Cecilia had returned early, she thought that herint had taken effect and that Elena had snapped.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Cecilia, I feel that your constant early departures andte returns are more trouble than they are worth. Instead of visiting Nathaniel, you should just focus on taking care of yourself.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing her words, Cecilia instantly understood who had told on her.</font></font>
“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 herselfughing at her antics. “Really? Congrattions, then.”N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.
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 asional fits of temper, he’s fine.”
Upon a single nce, 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.”