, Chapter 225 Seeds Of Resentment , Had it not been for Felix being present, Nathaniel’s words might have been laced with event sharper venom, spilling forth sentiments even more caustic and cutting. , When Adrian and Miranda finally emerged from Niel’s room, their faces were visibly flushed with the heat of their embarrassment. , Adrian, utterly shameless as always, couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, “Who does Nathaniel think he is, daring to lecture me like that? I’m his elder, after all.” His voice dripped with a mixture of indignation and disbelief, clearly unaccustomed to being reprimanded by someone younger, Standing to the side, Miranda, who was holding onto Felix with a tense grip, was also at her wit’s end. Her frustration was palpable as she turned to Adrian and said, “Your cousin didn’t spare you any dignity whatsoever. He belittled us right there in front of Felix and the old man.” , As she spoke, Miranda’s gaze shifted toward Nathaniel, who stood composed and unyielding at short distance away. A sudden, cold smirk tugged at the corners of her lips as a thought crossed her mind. “He probably doesn’t even realize who the real joke is here,” she added, her tone laced with icy disdain. , Adrian, not fully grasping her meaning, asked with a touch of confusion, “What do you mean by that?” , Miranda let out a derisive snort. “Haven’t you heard? He’s brought that deaf girl back home, hasn’t he” , Adrian’s thoughts briefly drifted to Cecilia, and a fleeting sense of regret flickered through hist mind. She was undeniably beautiful, but her hearing impairment had always been a hindrance, requiring her to rely on a hearing aid whenever she ventured out. “So what?” Adrian muttered, still not seeing the point. , “Honey, don’t worry,” Miranda said, biting her lip with a determined expression. “I’ll make sure he regrets today’s insult. Everyone is mistaken. The person that deaf girl truly cares for isn’t Nathaniel at all!” , Only Miranda knew the full extent of this matter, a secret she had uncovered purely by chance. She kept it to herself until now, eager to see the hilarity of Cecilia’s situation unfold. , But after that day, her resolve had solidified. She was determined to make Nathaniel understand the true meaning of uselessness, to show him who the real joke was. , When Nathaniel returned to the room, he found Cecilia already in bed, her attention deeply engrossed in the book she was reading. The soft glow of the lamp cast a warm light over her, making her profile appear exceptionally gentle and serene. , Nathaniel casually discarded his outerwear to one side, not bothering to place it neatly. As het pulled off his tie, he began to unbutton his shirt with methodical precision. “What did my mother want with you?” he asked, his tone casual, but his eyes sharp as they focused on her. , S21

/3 , Cecilia looked up from her book, only to find that Nathaniel had already stripped down to just his trousers. His well–built upper body was on full display, causing her to quickly avert her gaze. , “She asked me to have a child with you,” Cecilia said, her voice steady despite the awkwardness of the situation. “She even promised me two billion for just one child.” , “And did you agree?” Nathaniel moved closer to her, his voice dropping to a mere whisper as he leaned in near her ear. , “No, I didn’t want to sell my own child,” Cecilia replied, lifting her head slightly. In doing so, her lips inadvertently brushed against his cheek. , Nathaniel’s heart sank at the accidental touch. A frown formed on his face for reasons he couldn’t quite identify, a vague sense of disappointment settling in his chest. Without another word, he ept Cecilia into his arms. , But Cecilia stopped him, placing a gentle hand on his chest. “Could you promise me one thing?” she asked, her voice soft yet firm. , Nathaniel, breathing heavily, responded, “We’ll talk later.” , “No, I need to say it now,” Cecilia insisted. , Nathaniel, now in a tricky situation, sighed and said, “Go on then.” , “Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I want to see Eli.” , “No way,” Nathaniel flatly refused, his tone unyielding. “You just met the day before yesterday.” , “No mother would ever complain about seeing her child too often,” Cecilia countered, her voice tinged with sadness. “I miss him dearly. If tomorrow isn’t possible, could you perhaps schedule another time for me? I just want to spend some quality time with him.” , Over the years, Cecilia had learned how to navigate Nathaniel’s moods, and she knew exactly how to persuade him. She deliberately avoided his touch, stepping back with a determined air that suggested she wouldn’t continue unless he agreed to her terms. , Indeed, a man’s thinking tended to falter in situations like these, and Nathaniel was no exception. , “The day after tomorrow,” he finally conceded. , “Okay.” Cecilia nodded in agreement, satisfied with his answer. , Nathaniel’s apple bobbed subtly as he asked, “And how do you plan to thank me?” , Cecilia, momentarily confused, asked, “How?” , “Tonight, you need to make sure I have a good time,” Nathaniel replied, a hint of playfulness in tone. He had clearly mastered the technique he had learned from Elliot, wielding it to perfection. , 23 , Chapter 225 Seeds Of Resentment , face flushed red as she admitted, “But I don’t know how to.” , 5 Pearls , Nathaniel looked at her with an adoring gaze, his tone softening. “Don’t worry,” he said with a reassuring smile, “I’ll teach you.” , Send Gif , 1.2K , 33

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