Chapter 223 Children Are Fond Of Kind People
Elena presented each of the valuable toys she had brought before Jonathan, hoping to lift his spirits.
Little did anyone know, Jonathan had no interest in those toys at all. “Thank you, Grandma. Elena, but my mommy told me not to accept things from strangers,” he said.
Cecilia had to restrain herself from rushing over.
She was still uncertain whether Elena had recognized Jonathan or not, so she couldn’t let her emotions get the best of her.
Elena crouched in front of Jonathan. Upon hearing him say that she was still a stranger to him, a wave of discomfort washed over her from the depths of her heart.
“Jon, how could I possibly be a stranger to you? We’ve known each other for at least a few months now, haven’t we? I truly adore you.”
Thinking that he was referring to Vivian when he mentioned his mommy, Elena asked, “Is your mommy worried about me? I will invite her over for a chat after Thanksgiving tomorrow. That way, we won’t be strangers anymore, right?”
Jonathan hadn’t expected that Elena, who bullied his mother, would persistently pursue her. Over the past month, for twenty days, she had been using the excuse of picking up Felix to seek him out every day.
It was always either giving him gifts or offering him food.
He rejected everything she offered, yet she never gave up.
past,
Jonathan thought back to what he had found out about how Elena had treated Cecilia in the and his expression turned gloomy. “Grandma Elena, even though I’m just a child, I understand that if someone doesn’t like you, no amount of attempts to please them will make a difference.”
Those words left Elena completely stunned.
It wasn’t just because he had broken her heart, but also because his behavior was strikingly reminiscent of Nathaniel’s during his childhood.
Nathaniel had been the same when he was younger and had spoken similar words.
“Do you not like me?” Elena didn’t know what was wrong with herself and felt particularly upset.
Jonathan flashed her a gentlemanly smile. “I’m sorry, Grandma Elena, but I have my own grandma.”
Only Cecilia understood, this could potentially be the influence of lineage.
Only Elena’s own grandson could have the power to hurt her heart.
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She had offered him no less than a hundred gifts, all of which were rejected.
Standing to the side, Felix, whose hand was held by the secretary, was filled with jealousy. “Why is Grandma Elena so fond of Jonathan? He isn’t even her real grandson!” he questioned.
The secretary was also in the dark, but one thing was certain. Ever since Elena laid eyes on this child, she had taken him to her heart as if he were her own grandson.
All the while, Cecilia had been observing from a distance. Despite paying attention for so long, she still couldn’t figure out why Elena was meeting Jonathan, let alone why she was giving him. gifts.
What she didn’t realize was that a mother’s intuition was powerful, and Jonathan had already noticed her.
He knew Cecilia didn’t want to be recognized by him, so he pretended not to see her.
The chauffeur from the Kennedy family came to pick him up. As he was leaving, he told Elena, “Children are fond of kind–hearted people.”
Elena never expected that the child she adored would think she wasn’t kind enough.
I am indeed no saint, but how could a child…
When they got back in the car, Elena reverted to her usual aloofness. She turned to Cecilia and asked, “Did you see? Doesn’t that child look a lot like Nathaniel?”
The tension that had been gripping Cecilia’s mind finally eased.
“Yeah, there’s a bit of a resemblance.”
Elena gave a bitter smile. “It wasn’t just a bit. When I first met him, I thought he was my grandson. If he were my grandson, I would give him the best things the world has to offer.”
Upon hearing her words, Cecilia was suddenly at a loss for what to say.
Perhaps she wasn’t the best mother–in–law, but she was definitely a grandmother who deeply loved her grandson.
It was unfortunate that the Rainsworth family wouldn’t allow her to bring up her own child. If they had, she wouldn’t have chosen deception.
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Upon returning to Rainsworth Manor, Elena advised Cecilia to think things through carefully, urging her not to rush into rejection.
“After all, we both know this all too well. With the decline of the Smith family, where would a divorced woman like you get a stable income?”
Cecilia stood on the balcony outside Nathaniel’s room, gazing at the scenery beyond. Her mind was filled with Elena’s words.
Can’t a woman support herself after a divorce? One day, I’ll show Elena that I don’t need to rely on anyone else!
Having thought everything through, Cecilia set down her glass and made a video call to Vivian.
“What’s wrong, Ceci?” Vivian asked while munching on a fruit.
“Vivian, I’d like to have a chat with Jonathan.”
“All right; wait a moment.”
Vivian aimed the camera at Jonathan. Under the lens, Jonathan was seen neatly dressed and sitting upright at his desk.
“Mommy.”
“Jon,” Cecilia responded with a knowing smile.
She was pondering over how to approach Jonathan about his acquaintance with Elena, when unexpectedly, Jonathan initiated the conversation himself.
“I saw you today, Mommy.”
Cecilia was taken aback. “Then why didn’t you call out to me?”
Jonathan’s young face bore an exceptionally mature expression as he replied, “Since you didn’t come looking for me, I figured you must’ve been busy with something, so I didn’t want to disturb you.”
After expressing his thoughts considerately, Jonathan then deliberately informed her about Elena’s affairs.
“Mommy, did you see an elderly lady today? Ever since she saw me at the preschool, she’s been. visiting me very often.”
An elderly lady?
The image of Elena surfaced in Cecilia’s mind. Unintentionally amused by her own son, her doubts were completely dispelled..
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“That’s because you’re so adorabie, jon. IIRLS WHY
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Jonathan’s eyes curved in a smile. “Mommy, tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I’ve already wished Grandma Martha a happy Thanksgiving on your behalf.”
“Awesome! Thanks, Sweetie!”
At this moment, Cecilia longed to embrace Jonathan.
Because she was at Rainsworth Manor, Cecilia couldn’t chat with Jonathan and the others for too long, yet she was reluctant to hang up the phone.
Nathaniel had disappeared, no one knew where to. Left alone in the room, Cecilia found herself somewhat bored.
What puzzled her was that she hadn’t seen Lily after returning home today.
Didn’t Lily go tattling to Old Mr. Rainsworth?
In the eastern part of Rainsworth Manor, there was an antiquated house.
Niel was seated at the head of the table, sipping his coffee. Liam stood by his side, and to his right sat Nathaniel.
Across from them were Felix and his parents, who were also Nathaniel’s cousin, Adrian. Rainsworth, and his cousin–in–law, Miranda Leighton.
Adrian got straight to the point by saying, “Grandpa, I immediately rushed back from abroad. after discussing business with Miranda. I heard that Nathaniel hired a stranger as the general manager. I believe it’s better for family businesses to be managed by our own kin. If Nathaniel ist too busy, Miranda and I can lend a hand.”
This statement was truly shameless.
Rainsworth Group could be said to be the result of Nathaniel’s hard work. Previously, the two individuals, motivated by personal gain, had Niel arrange for them to manage another company that was free from losses.
Nathaniel listened in silence, a cold smirk playing on his lips. Curious to see just how far the two would push their luck, he didn’t say a word in response.
Niel was savvy and aware, quite the cunning fox. “It is as you’ve said. Since you want to help Nathaniel, you should be asking Nathaniel instead.”
Adrian choked up, feeling somewhat embarrassed and at a loss for what to do.
Miranda had long known that Niel wouldn’t help them out so easily. She quickly shot a glance at her son, Felix, signaling him for help.
Felix instantly understood, his large eyes pleadingly gazed at Niel as he said, “Grandpa, please help Mom and Dad. Uncle Nathaniel always listens to you the most.”
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The fate of Niel was now in the hands of this little one. The moment the child pleaded, his heart instantly softened, and he got ready to speak to Nathaniel.
Unexpectedly, Nathaniel’s expression grew cold immediately.
“The general manager I hired was once a high–ranking executive in a multinational corporation, so his competency goes without saying. If my memory serves me righter the years, my cousin and his wife’s company has been teetering on the brink of bankruptcy. Can I really trust family. like this?”
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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 had 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’s Adam’s apple bobbed subtly as he asked, “And how do you plan to thank me?”
“Tonight, you need to make sure I have a good time,” Nathaniel replied, a hint of playfulness in his tone. He had clearly mastered the technique he had learned from Elliot, wielding it to perfection.
eyes.
“Give me a reason,” Nathaniel demanded, his gaze fixed intently on her, searching for answers.
Nathaniel rose from his seat and walked over to her, closing the distance between them. “This
And what could be so different? Will there be a new, unique way of bullying me?
Inside the house, Cecilia was deeply engrossed in studying a map that Elliot had given her. Her concentration was abruptly interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Startled, she quickly shut. off her phone and got up to answer the door.
Yet the Cecilia who stood before her now was a completely different person. Adorned with delicate light makaun and descend in haute couture Caciliste sura une mudanishla a stark contret
Yet, in the end, it was Miranda who ruined everything. She spread vicious rumors, claiming Cecilia had gone to Daprein to seduce a wealthy tycoon and other slanderous accusations.
-forced to kneel in the ancestral hall for an entire day and night. This was just one of many incidents; the events that followed were too numerous to count.
Miranda’s smile didnt reach ner eyes as she sang sense of humor.”
With a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, Miranda said, “I believe there’s something your should see.” She cast her gaze toward the quict courtyard just ahead. “Why don’t you go in and have a look?”
It was worth noting that Adrian’s father, who was also Nathaniel’s uncle, had been brought down by Nathaniel himself. To this day, the man was still confined to a hospital bed, relying on medical equipment to prolong his life.
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