<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1155 Working Together</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Mason was feeling a bit puzzled after hearing this. It was hard to tell what women were thinking</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But if it was just taken at face value…</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mr. Rainsworth, did Mrs. Rainsworth do something to wrong you?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The next second, the call was hung up.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Mason was chumbfounded. Aftering to his senses, he felt especially speechless.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Is Mr. Rainsworth really this sensitive now he couldn’t handle it, why even ask in the first ce?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Just as Mason was about to go to sleep, a text message arrived. Someone transferred him one million!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What kind of joke is this? A scam?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As he muttered to himself, a message from Darren immediately followed: Ask your girlfriend how Madeline and my daughter are doing. One million to pass the message.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Mason had just finished a call with Lucille. Seeing the transfer, he reached out to Lucille again to chat immediately and brought up Madeline casually.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He found out that Madeline had been doing well recently. Her health was recovering rapidly, and the child was also very healthy.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Lucille asked in confusion, “Why are you so concerned about Madeline and her child?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Just asking. Babe, let’s get married during the New Year. After we get married, I’d love to have a daughter too.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t want to have kids with you,” Lucille replied shyly and ended the call.</font></font>Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren stayed up until midnight, waiting for Mason to finish his lengthy phone chat. Once he knew that Madeline was doing fine, he finally felt a bit at ease.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After all, now that Cecilia had returned to the Rainsworth Manor, he was worried something might happen to Madeline.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What Darren didn’t know was that Madeline was living a very carefree life right now.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Though Cecilia wasn’t at the Smith residence, she still made time to video call and chat with them before bed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Madeline was already able to walk around freely, her body no longer frail. asionally, she’d even sit with everyone and discuss work.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She was especially interested in her job now. If she weren’t worried about postpartumplications, she would have wanted to start working right away.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Maddie, you don’t need to rush. If you really need a job, you can assist Lottie, Cecilia suggested.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Really? That’d be great!” Madeline nodded eagerly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Feeling a little envious, Lucille said, “You all get to work together. I want to too.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia smiled. “Don’t worry, you’ll be working with us in the future as well.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once Cecilia’spany was fully established, having both Lucille and Madeline on board wouldn’t be a problem at all.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“That’d be awesome! Us women working together, never needing to rely on men again. We’ll even make them work for us!” Madeline eximed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The other three thought she was just joking as they were unaware of the deep resentment she still held toward Darren.</font></font>
With Cecilia’s permission, as long as her health allowed, Madeline began seeking advice from Charlotte about work to prepare in advance. She was genuinely determined–juggling caring for her child while staying upte to study.
Charlotte admired her for this. Madeline was incredibly beautiful but never relied on her looks.
Time ticked past. There were only a few days left until Nichs‘ wedding
The marriage between the Rainsworth and Jamieson families was causing quite a stir in Tud.
It was even more sensational than when Cecilia had married Nathaniel.
Queenie, along with her daughter, Cassina, was helping with the wedding preparations.
The wedding was nned to take ce at the Rainsworth Manor.
After all, there wasn’t a more luxurious ce in Tud than the Rainsworth Manor.
Cassina, who had seen a lot by now while following Queenie, was still shocked when she arrived at the Rainsworth family’s home. Every nt and tree here was likely worth more than her former home.
This was the world of the wealthy, Cassandra had married so well, even though she was just an adopted daughter.