When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1970

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Summary for Chapter 1970: When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Summary of Chapter 1970 from When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1970 marks a crucial moment in Swnovels’s Novel novel, When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel). This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

Chapter 1970 Teach Magnus A Lesson
“I honestly don't know how you've managed to survive this long,” Denise said, eyeing him like he was some kind of rare, clueless creature.

Magnus let out a dramatic groan, his face twisted in frustration. “I can't take it anymore. Can I borrow your phone? I need to call my sister.”

Despite everything, he was still the sole heir of the Smith family. If this torment continued, he genuinely felt he wouldn't last.

Without a word, Denise handed over her phone.

Magnus tried dialing a few numbers, but each call reached the wrong person.

After the third failed attempt, Denise raised an eyebrow. “You don't even remember your own sister's number?” she asked, dryly.

Magnus scratched his head, clearly unbothered. “Why would I memorize that? I've never had to.”

Then, as if struck by sudden brilliance, he said, “Wait. I'll just call Jamieson Group directly.”

He pulled up their website, found the customer service number, and dialed, hoping someone there could connect him to Cecilia.

“Good evening, sir. How may I assist you today?” came the polite, professional voice of the customer service representative.

Magnus leaned forward, speaking quickly, “I need to speak with Cecilia—your general manager. I'm her younger brother, Magnus. Could you please let her know I'm on the line?”

There was a brief pause.

Then, faintly, Magnus could hear murmurs in the background.

“Some guy's claiming to be the GM's brother,” someone whispered.

“Seriously? Another nutcase. Just hang up,” replied another voice, unimpressed.

“Got it.”

Magnus stared at the phone screen, stunned. The call had been cut off.

With no way to reach Cecilia, Magnus had no other choice. He turned to the only person he could still hope for: his grandmother. Thankfully, this time, he managed to recall her number.

The call connected. Desperation flooded his voice. “Grandma, please... I need help. Can you send me some money?”