<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1206 Tying The Knot</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia had only sent Ste away when she heard those words. She was taken aback.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What? Getting married? With whom?” Cecilia asked, “Zachary…</font></font>This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia waspletely bewildered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It took her a while to process. After that, Cecilia asked, “Didn’t you say you weren’t going to marry him? Are you not just temporarily cating Old Mr. Sinir?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Old Mr. Sinir’s condition has worsened today,” Vivian said. “He expressed his only wish is to see me marry Zachary, I really don’t want to let him down.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She hadn’t met anyone she was fond of at the moment, so it didn’t really matter who she married. Besides, if things didn’t work out, she could always divorce Zachary after George passed away.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing that response, Cecilia couldn’t help but advise her, “Vivian, marriage isn’t a trifling matter. It’s something you must do willingly. Never let yourself be wronged because of some words from Old Mr. Sinir.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Don’t worry. I don’t feel wronged. Marrying into the Sinir family, just like my dad used to say, is like climbing up the socialdder,” Vivian said with an unusual air of nonchnce. “Ceci, rest assured. If you really think about it, I’m actually getting a good deal.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian had long since lost hope in love.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once upon a time, she and Ernest were so deeply in love. However, he still abandoned her in the end</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Hence, marrying someone she didn’t love seemed like a good idea. After all, she didn’t love Zachary, and there wouldn’t be any affection after the marriage. If she were to be betrayed, she wouldn’t feel heartbroken.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Vivian, I’ll say it again. If you’re not willing, don’t force yourself.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay. I’m hanging up now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian ended the call.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She then emerged from the restroom and bumped into Zachary in the hallway.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Zachary saw her, he didn’t mock her as he used to. Instead, he said seriously. “That old geezer won’t die so soon. If you’re having second thoughts, I can tell him right now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian had already made up her mind, her eyes filled with unwavering determination. “Don’t worry. won’t back out. Unless you’re not willing. I will respect your decision.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing that, Zachary shrugged off with a casual bugh. “I don’t really care. At my age, I should be married anyway. No matter who I marry, I’m getting married. If I marry you, at least it would make that old geezer happy”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The two of them exchanged some words, and it was sculed there and then.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon returning to George’s ward, they discussed matters concerning the wedding.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, since Cecilia had found out that Vivian was getting ready to tie the knot, as her best friend, she naturally had to prepare a gift.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After work in the evening, she waited for Nathaniel to fetch her before they went to fetch Elliot from preschool together.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Inside the car, the silence was unending.</font></font>
Mason was also in the car, finding the atmosphere quite peculiar. I thought they had reconciled. Why is there silence now?
Finally, it was Nathaniel who couldn’t hold back his patience and spoke first. “How’s your work going?” he asked.
Cecilia merely responded, “It’s still the same, pretty good.”
At that moment, Nathaniel picked up a file that was set aside. Under Cecilia’s puzzled gaze, be handed it
“This is for you.”
Cecilia was a bit dazed. “What’s this?”
“Take a look.”
When she opened the file, she was surprised to find that it actually contained all the information about Evans Group from back then.
Cecilia knew that Ralphcked the knack for running apany. A while back, when the stock market took a nosedive, he had to liquidate all his shares just to get his hands on some cash.
Unexpectedly, it was actually bought by Nathaniel.
“Why are you giving me this?” Cecilia didn’t know what was going on.
Nathaniel’s stern brows furrowed slightly. “Why so many questions? If I’m giving it to you, just take it.”
As Cecilia flipped on, she saw that the transfer agreement had been penned, ready to be handed over to her.
Without much hesitation, she simply handed it back to Nathaniel.
“I don’t want it.”