When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 611 Back The Wrong Horse

Her question took Priscilla by surprise.

The led Cecilia to a secluded corner before asking, “Do you know why Miranda became the president? Every year, the Rainsworth family will donate a hundred million to the kindergarten. I

now you’re the Rainsworth family’s daughter–in–law, too, but your husband…”

She couldn’t bring herself to say the words “is blind.”

Aware of what she was about to say, Cecilia didn’t mind. “What if I could donate more?”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

scilla shook her head, “The position of president in the parents‘ association is determined partly by the school leadership and partly by a vote from the mom members of the committee. Since you’ve just joined, it’s unlikely they’ll let you become president. After all, who would dare to cross the Rainsworth family? We’d do anything for a chance to attend a gathering at the Rainsworth Manor with Miranda. Just a word from her, and our husbands‘ careers would be set.”

Despite not being the head of the Rainsworth family, Adrian still wielded significant influence. At that moment, Cecilia was certain that Orion Corporation wasn’t that easy to take down.

Seeing Cecilia deep in thought, Priscilla couldn’t help asking, “Did you offend Miranda?”

It was common for sisters–in–law to have disputes, let alone in a large family like theirs.

“Yes, there is a big rift between us.”

In the past, Miranda merely slandered Cecilia with her words. But now, she was manipulating Felix, intending to harm Jonathan.

She even brought Derek and Velma along to demand justice, insisting that Elliot kneel.

Hearing that, Priscilla worried she might have backed the wrong horse. “Ms. Cecilia, the children will only be in preschool for two or three years. Why not just apologize to Miranda? It’s better to bear with it for now; it’ll pass soon enough.”

Bear with it?

Cecilia used to think the same way, but she found that excessive tolerance often led others to take her for granted.

“Got it,” she said. She didn’t share her inner thoughts with Priscilla. After all, Priscilla might spill everything to please Miranda.

After bidding farewell to Priscilla, Cecilia settled into the car and headed back.

Meanwhile, back at home, Elliot, exhausted, was napping on the couch with a book covering his face, his palm reddened.

Jonathan was typing on his computer, occasionally seeking guidance from Nathaniel.

Cecilia, watching their heartwarming interaction from afar, felt content.

Upon hearing footsteps, both father and son turned their gaze toward the direction of the doorway.

“Mommy,” Jonathan called out.

Nathaniel, pausing briefly, continued going through the documents in his hand.

Cecilia didn’t mind his aloof attitude and stepped forward to ask Jonathan, “How’s your day at home?‘

“It’s pretty good, but Old Mr. Sinclair wants me to go home tomorrow,” Jonathan answered.

Vivian had already informed George that Jonathan was Cecilia and Nathaniel’s son.

Initially, George was particularly distressed. Later, he came up with a solution, suggesting that Zachary consider Jonathan his godson.

Zachary thought that was a good idea, but he dared not to.

After all, Jonathan was Nathaniel’s son. He didn’t want to upset Nathaniel.

In the end, George took matters into his own hands and made Jonathan his god–great–grandson.

“All right, Mommy will send you there tomorrow,” said Cecilia, delighted that George was so fond of Jonathan.

“Okay. Mommy, what is the parents‘ meeting about?” Jonathan asked.

Cecilia informed him it was about sponsoring the overseas trip.

Knowing his mother was loaded, Jonathan didn’t suspect anything and went to pour her a glass of

water.

Looking at her adorable and sensible son, Cecilia felt an increasing resolve to become the president of the parents‘ association. She wanted to ensure his safety and prevent him from being bullied.