When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1918

Chapter 1918 All In The Past
Charlotte thought to herself that Magnus should be grateful for having a good father; otherwise, his current situation would be far worse.

“Then I'll get to it.”

“Sure.”

Charlotte left.

Cecilia leaned back in her chair and pulled out her phone, navigating to her gallery, where she still kept the old photos of herself and Regas.

“Dad, you would support my decision, wouldn't you?”

She would teach Magnus a lesson—one that would force him to truly grow. After all, in this world, the only person he could rely on was himself.

Upon receiving the money, Magnus frowned. “What can I even do with such a small amount of money?”

He was completely at a loss for where to turn next, so he sought help from his grandmother, Heather, who was also Paula's mother.

Upon hearing that he needed funds to start a company, Heather dug into her life savings. However, after checking, she realized it only amounted to several tens of millions. It was nowhere near enough to cover Magnus' debts.

“Grandma, is this all the money you have?” Magnus asked.

Heather nodded. “Isn't this enough? Your parents gave me this money years ago, and I've saved every bit of it.”

“What about my uncle and his family? Do they have any money?”

“Forget your uncle. His little business is always struggling. He even comes to me for money just to keep things running,” Heather said, her affectionate gaze settling on Magnus. “Sweetie, you have to work hard. I'm counting on you.”

Like Paula, Heather had a deep fondness for those she cared about, showering them with unwavering devotion.

It didn't matter whether Magnus was extraordinary or not. What mattered to her was his well-being.

Magnus assured her, “Don't worry, Grandma. Once I start making money, I'll pay you back tenfold—no, a hundredfold!”

Cecilia didn't understand.

Queenie continued, “I'm feeling more and more guilty. I nearly hurt you and Jon.”

“It's all in the past now.”

Queenie shook her head. “For the first half of my life, I was constantly framed. So when I finally gained some power and wealth, I stopped caring about others. I read a news story recently.”

Cecilia listened quietly before asking, “What was it about?”

“It was about a man who, on his way home, accidentally hit someone with his car. Instead of helping the victim, he fled, hoping to escape responsibility. After hiding for a day, he returned, only to find a funeral taking place at his own home. The person he had killed was his own father.”

Hearing that, Cecilia fell silent.

Queenie held her hand tightly. “Later, the son was consumed with regret. If only he had stopped and taken the injured man to the hospital, his father might have survived. But I wonder, if the victim hadn't been his father, would he have felt the same remorse?”