When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 232 Where His Heart Truly Lies

Cecilia returned home, frustrated and empty–handed after her encounter with Miranda. She knew better than to ask Elena for answers, realizing that she was unlikely to reveal anything of value.

Back in her room, Cecilia unlocked her phone and saw a message from Calvin: Call me back when you have a moment.

Without hesitation, she dialed his number.

The call connected almost immediately, and Calvin’s familiar voice greeted her. “How have been lately?”

“I’ve obtained a map of the place they’re keeping Eli,” Cecilia replied. “I plan to secretly whisk Eli away when I saw him.”

“Once you’ve decided on a time, let me know. I’m not comfortable with you being alone.”

Cecilia understood his concern. He was worried that if she attempted to take Eli out of Spring Forest Manor by herself, they would be caught and brought back. “Don’t worry,” she assured him. “I’ll definitely find you when I leave.”

What Cecilia didn’t say aloud was that she was concerned about the possibility of a confrontation between Calvin and Nathaniel. She feared that if things escalated, Nathaniel would hold a grudge against Calvin.

“That’s good,” Calvin said after a brief pause. Then, as if considering something, he added, “The task you entrusted me with has been taken care of.”

Cecilia remained silent as Calvin continued, “Sean understands Stella better than anyone else now. You could have him reveal the truth to Nathaniel at any time, or make Stella pay the price.”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Sean had been a difficult figure to manage, repeatedly trying to escape to find Stella. The previous day, he had managed to slip away, but when he found Stella in the hospital, she treated him like a lunatic and had him shooed away.

That final humiliation confirmed his suspicions–Stella had been using him all along. If Stella wished for his downfall, Sean was determined to ensure her ruin in return.

Cecilia was lost in thought when the ringtone of another phone interrupted her. “Wait a moment,” she told Calvin before picking up the other phone. To her surprise, it was a photo message from Stella.

In the photograph, Stella was holding a trophy for Best Female Singer, a sarcastic smile on her face. Nathaniel was standing not far away, his expression unreadable. It turned out that the “urgent matter” Nathaniel had mentioned today was about meeting Stella.

After the photo, Stella had sent another message: I’ve made up my mind. I won’t compete with you for Nathaniel anymore. Because both of us know where his heart truly lies.

Just as Cecilia was about to turn off her phone, another message from Stella appeared: Oh, there’s something I think I should tell you. I am planning to start trying for a baby.

The term “preparing for pregnancy” stood out like a glaring red flag. Cecilia’s grip tightened on her phone as she recalled the conversation from a few days ago when Nathaniel had expressed. his desire to have a child. Now it dawned on her that he wanted to have a child with Stella.

It took her a moment to regain her composure before she resumed her conversation with Calvin. “Stella recently landed a role in a major series. The kickoff ceremony should be happening soon.”

A faint smile played at the corners of Calvin’s mouth as he responded, “I understand.”

Finally, Calvin felt Cecilia had regained some control over the situation.

Five years ago, Cecilia had discovered the kind of woman Stella truly was, but out of consideration for Nathaniel’s dignity, she had kept it to herself. Now, she was ready to bring the truth to light.

As Cecilia was about to end the call, a thought suddenly occurred to her. “Could you help me look up someone?” she asked.

At the award ceremony, Nathaniel’s presence was both a strategic and necessary move.

Stella had previously been involved in a plagiarism scandal that had tarnished the reputation of Central Media, a company under his banner. His attendance was meant to discuss potential collaborations with industry figures, and the discussions had gone smoothly.

As he was about to leave, Stella approached him, her expression carefully neutral. “Nathaniel, I need to talk to you. Can we step aside for a moment?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Nathaniel didn’t spare her any courtesy. “Speak your mind here,” he said bluntly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Stella hesitated, then squeezed his hand. “I know after all these years, we haven’t been together, and it might truly be impossible for us to be together again,” she began, her voice filled with resignation. “I think I might accept someone else’s confession of love in the future.”