<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1168 Fearing The Truth Will Be Uncovered</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Hearing Dn’s words, Cassina grew even more anxious. She couldn’t afford to stay longer. “Why are you being so disobedient? When I tell you to leave, you leave!” she scolded, trying to mask her fear that staying any longer might lead. Cecilia to uncover the truth.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the end. Cassina had to forcibly carry Dn out, tears streaming down his face as he reluctantly waved goodbye to Elliot.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia watched from the doorway, her gaze thoughtful as she observed the mother and child disappear into the distance.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mommy, what’s wrong?” Elliot asked, noticing his mother standing by the door, lost in thought.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He thought she didn’t like Cassina and Dn, so he quickly added, “If you don’t like them, I won’t y wi</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia shook her head and smiled softly. “No need. If Dnes by tomorrow, I want you to keep ying with him.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot looked confused. “Why?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia crouched down, meeting her son’s eyes. “Could you do it as a favor for me?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot’s expression softened. He’d do anything for his mother.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Sure, Mommy. If it helps you, I don’t mind spending time with him.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia chuckled, touched by his willingness. “Thank you, but don’t force yourself. If you don’t want to hang out with him, you don’t have to.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot shook his head. “Actually, I liked ying with him. He makes me feel like an older sibling.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot had always been the younger sibling, but this was his first time being an older one. The experience had thrilled him. and he was happy to take on the role.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“So that’s why.” Cecilia said with a warm smile. “All right then, keep ying with Dn if that’s what you want.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay!” Elliot nodded eagerly, his enthusiasm clear.</font></font>N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Later that evening, after dinner, Cecilia went to speak with Nathaniel. She wanted to share the strange events of the day.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Who would’ve thought Queenie has so much influence? Even Old Mr. Rainsworth didn’t dare stand up to her,” Cecilia remarked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had heard from the housekeepers that when Queenie was disciplining Felix earlier, even Niel had joined in, scolding the boy.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“The Jamieson family holds a lot of power in Drocver,” Nathaniel agreed. “And Queenie… she’s known for being unpredictable. She catches people off guard with her decisions. Many men have fallen victim to her boldness.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“So that’s how it is.” Cecilia sighed, a sense of mncholy washing over her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It’s going to be difficult getting revenge on someone like her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel saw her worry and leaned closer, his tone firm. “Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten what the Jamieson family did. I won’t let them off easily.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia knew Nathaniel meant what he said, but a part of her couldn’t shake the anxiety. She changed the subject, wanting to ease the tension. “So, how much longer do you n on keeping up this act!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What’s wrong?”</font></font>
“Nothing much. I just felt like asking.” Cecilia replied.
A yful smile tugged at Nathaniel’s lips. “Just a few more days,” he said, gazing at her with an intensity that made her heart Tace
Feeling her face grow hot, Cecilia quickly looked away. “Stop staring at me like that, I’m leaving now,” she mumbled,
Nathaniel, however, wasn’t ready to let her go. His hand tightened around hers, his voice low and hoarse. “Why leave so soon? Can’t you stay with me tonight?”
“No, Eli is at home waiting for me. If I don’t go back, he’ll be upset.”
Nathaniel furrowed his brow slightly. “Why don’t you tell him you’re workingte
Ceciliaughed softly, knowing where this was going. “You can’t fool a child, Nathaniel. He’d know something’s up.”
“Go backter then. Without waiting for a response, Nathaniel swept her off her feet, carrying her toward the bedrone
Startled, Cecilia gasped. “What are you doing?”
Nathaniel smirked. “Spend part of the night at my ce. That little brat won’t wait up that long, will he?”
His voice was thick with emotion. He’d been waiting for this moment far too long, and with Cecilia right there, he couldn’t resist any longer.
Cecilia’s face felt like it was on fire as she protested, “No, I really can’t stay. Eli can’t stay up toote, you know that.”
But Nathaniel wasn’t listening, his arms holding her securely. With the height of the deck and her pregnancy, there was no way she could climb down on her own. She was caught, both by Nathaniel and her own feelings.