When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 151 You Have Truly Changed

Stella couldn’t believe it. “Ceci, you weren’t like this before when we were younger.”

She used to be so noble back then. How could she measure Nathaniel’s worth with money?

In response, Cecilia asked her, “Isn’t the position of Nathaniel’s wife worth a hundred billion?”

Stella laughed.

“You’ve truly changed. Back in our university days, you vowed never to compete with me over a man. Yet, not only have you done just that, but you’re also demanding a hundred billion from me to win him back.”

Stella was quite adept at making unfounded countercharges.

A mocking chill filled Cecilia’s eyes. “Everyone knows it wasn’t me who took Nathaniel away from you. It was Nathaniel who didn’t want an orphan like you.”

Stella’s pretty face contorted completely.

“Enough! Are you sure money is all you want?”

Cecilia nodded, then continued, “I hope you won’t tell Nathaniel about the money I asked you. for. If you do, our agreement will be null and void. I will forever be entwined with Nathaniel, and you will never have the chance to become his wife.”

Cecilia had said that on purpose.

She actually wanted Stella to relay the message to Nathaniel.

If Stella told him, Cecilia had her own plans for dealing with it.

If Stella truly intended to prepare ten billion, then Cecilia would be more than happy to accept it.

However, Cecilia was even more certain that Stella would tattle..

After all, this was her usual behavior. Stella would always blame Cecilia for anything that went wrong in the past, even if it wasn’t her doing. This time, she was certain Stella wouldn’t miss the perfect opportunity to tell on her.

“I’ll give it some serious thought,” Stella said, preparing to leave.

Before she left, the sheet music on Cecilia’s table was rustled by the wind. Stella unintentionally caught a glimpse of it, and was somewhat taken aback.

However, she didn’t pay it any mind. After all, in her perspective, people like Cecilia, with their hearing impairment, were naturally fated to have no connection with music.

She never could have imagined that the renowned foreign composer, Cecille, whom she admired, was none other than Cecilia herself.

After she left, Cecilia calmly tucked away the sheet music, then laid down.

On the other side, Stella was still contemplating how to tell Nathaniel about Cecilia asking her for money.

If I were to tell Nathaniel directly, he might not necessarily believe me. Moreover, I’ve complained to him far too many times now.

After a brief moment of thought, Stella made up her mind. She decided to first give Cecilia a portion of the money.

Then, when the time came to hand over the rest of it, she would make sure to have Nathaniel witness it.

Seemingly considering herself the lady of the house, Stella had breakfast delivered to her the following morning.

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Before she had even awakened, breakfast was already neatly arranged in the dining room.

Nathaniel had returned at some point and was sitting in the living room.

“Nathaniel, breakfast is ready,” Stella announced.

Nathaniel gave her a glance. “I’ve already eaten. You can head back after finishing your breakfast. I can arrange a hotel for you if it’s inconvenient for you to return to your original place.”

Stella had been rejected several times by then. Fearing that Nathaniel would get angry, she didn’t dare to persist any further.

“Please arrange a hotel for me, then.”

After leaving Daltonia Villa, Stella sat in the minivan and immediately had someone prepare a check.

Afterwards, Stella sent a text message to Cecilia: I’ve prepared two hundred million. Meet me at the cafe on Cross Street at ten tonight. I’ll hand it over to you first so you can be at ease.

Cecilia only woke up at eight in the morning.

As she glanced at her phone, she noticed the text message from Stella.

Has she agreed to give me money just like that?

Cecilia felt that something was amiss.

However, she was curious about Stella’s real intentions, so she replied: Okay.