When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 2232

Hearing that, Cecilia propped her chin on one hand and asked, "You won't even take a salary? Isn't that a raw deal for you?"

Nathaniel answered, "Just keep me company tonight. That's worth more than any paycheck."

The single remark painted her cheeks pink. "Shameless," she muttered.

He shrugged. "I only said stay with me tonight. What's shameless about that, Ceci? Where did your mind go?"

Her blush deepened. She flung a pen at him, which he caught easily. "We're an old married couple. Don't overthink it."

"You're the one overthinking."

Cecilia quit talking, lowered her head, and returned to the files.

Inside Jamieson, most of her work meant reviewing subordinates' proposals and making the final call.

The rest of the day vanished into client visits or meetings.

With Nathaniel pitching in, she suddenly had whole stretches of free time and could roam the office at will.

She grumbled, "Lucille and Madeline are still at XS. I'm stuck at Jamieson alone with no one to chat with. It's miserable."

Nathaniel looked up. "So I'm nobody?"

"Different category. You and I can't dish the same things. Shopping and gossiping with girlfriends is way more fun."

Realizing his help freed her schedule, she decided she really could move Madeline and Lucille to Jamieson.

She posted the idea in the Ladies' Chat.

Lucille jumped at it, but Madeline declined: "Ceci, I'm doing fine here. I'm not moving."

"All right."

Cecilia truly didn't mind.

She then asked, "Lucy, are you in?"

"Totally!" Lucille replied, adding a beaming sticker.

Lucille had never been a workaholic. Since Charlotte followed Cecilia to Jamieson, leaving her and Madeline behind, every day had dragged.

Lately Darren's mother kept showing up under the guise of visiting her granddaughter, but really to push for another baby.

The Faust family wanted a son to carry the line.

As Darren's wife, Madeline hadn't conceived again for years.

There was only little Amelia between them.

Madeline knew that without Amy, Mrs. Faust might have thrown her out long ago.

These days the older woman not only filled Amy's head with nonsense but also repeated that Madeline ought to leave the Faust residence.

What a joke; if Darren hadn't stopped her, Madeline would have walked out herself.

Blind to that, Mrs. Faust kept urging a second child, boasting miracle recipes guaranteed to produce a boy.

Madeline understood the woman's boldness came from the Foster family's lack of backing and her own thin finances.

Once she landed the branch-manager seat, she would finally have the clout to shield her daughter.