When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1295 Nathaniel To The Rescue

Ralph started making calls. “Forget about principles, and don’t waste time talking. Go after Cecilia! Aim for her stomach if possible! Make sure it’s unexpected; got it?”

He dangled a hefty reward. “A million for each of you if you get rid of the child in her womb.”

A million was a fortune for most of these people.

The leader didn’t hesitate, immediately agreeing to Ralph’s sinister plan. He relayed the orders to the others through his earpiece, and the group fixated on their prize, convincing themselves it wasn’t murder, thinking they wouldn’t face any real consequences.

All eyes turned to Cecilia.

“We’ll fight you to the end, you ruthless boss!” one man shouted, rushing forward. Encouraged by the first attack, more followed, pushing toward her.

Charlotte stepped in front of Cecilia, shielding her as best as she could. Lucille and Madeline quickly formed a protective barrier around her, while the security guards scrambled to hold back the mob.

But these people were relentless and fearless, ready to do anything to earn their payday.

Suddenly, people brandishing clubs appeared from the crowd, Ralph’s backup plan in case his initial strategy failed.

“D*mn it!” Cecilia’s face tightened with worry. She gently cradled her pregnant belly, her eyes betraying her anxiety.

Charlotte’s heart raced. They were outnumbered, and the company had a shortage of security staff. She couldn’t figure out why so many people had appeared all at once.

What are we going to do?

“Boss, you need to hide right now!” Charlotte urgently exclaimed. “We have to keep you safe!”

In a nearby car, Ralph and Cassandra watched the chaos unfold. Ralph smirked, satisfaction evident on his face. “I told you we didn’t come here for nothing.”

Cassandra, practically giddy, praised him, “Dad, you really are a genius.”

But before they could relish their victory, a knock on their car window interrupted them.

“Who’s there?” Cassandra asked impatiently, but her tone shifted to fear as she realized they were surrounded by a group of burly bodyguards.

Mason stepped forward, his voice cold and stern. “Are you coming out, or should I help yo hat?”Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

His tone left no room for negotiation.

Cassandra clutched Ralph’s arm, panic setting in. “Dad, what are we going to do?”

Ralph, for the first time, was speechless, his body frozen with fear. They didn’t even have a chance to think

Macon ordered his men to smash the car windows.

Back at the scene with Cecilia, Nathaniel’s men had quickly subdued the troublemakers. No one on Cecilia’s side had been hurt.

“Hand them over to the police,” Nathaniel commanded his tone icy and final.

“Yes, sir.”

The beaten and bruised troublemakers were

unded up and taken away, barely recognizable. Nathaniel then turned his attention to the reporters still present. His gaze was so piercing that it sent shivers down their spines.

“I know all of your outlets,” he warned. “If you publish anything false, be prepared to shut down.”

The reporters, fully aware of who Nathaniel was, nodded quickly, promising to report the truth. No amount of money was worth risking their jobs over.

Once the reporters dispersed, Nathaniel turned to Cecilia. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice softening as he approached her.

Cecilia nodded. “I’m fine, but how did you get here?”