When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1805 A Visit To Tudela

Despite all the wrongdoings that Cassandra had committed, Yuliana was surprisingly still on Cassandra's side.

"Does Mom know?" Nathaniel asked.

He felt certain that Yuliana must have said or done something to Cecilia in private.

Cecilia shook her head. "I didn't tell her. It's a minor issue. I didn't want her to worry."

Furthermore, Cecilia felt that even if she told Queenie, she wouldn't be able to handle it well. After all, Yuliana was a relative and hadn't done anything too outrageous.

"Indeed, if she dares to do anything that harms you, let me know," Nathaniel said with stern seriousness.

Cecilia chuckled lightly. "I'm not a child anymore. Don't worry. I can handle these matters on my own."

As the two of them talked, Yuliana, who was leading the way, did not catch their conversation.

She watched as Cecilia dragged her feet and was displeased. Suddenly, Yuliana stopped in her tracks.

"Cecilia, could you perhaps pick up the pace? Grandpa, Grandma, and Aunt Queenie are all waiting for you," Yuliana said, addressing Cecilia but not mentioning Nathaniel.

Cecilia didn't bother arguing with a young girl like her. "Sure."

Cecilia hastened her pace to the dining room.

Bethany and Alphonse beckoned for Cecilia to sit next to them, while Nathaniel took a seat beside Cecilia.

As Yuliana observed the scene, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. After all, she was an outsider, relegated to the sidelines.

"Nathaniel, since you're here, why don't you spend more time exploring around with Cecilia? It would also be a good opportunity for you to interact more with some of the family and the company's senior management," Bethany suggested.

Nathaniel nodded politely. "Indeed, my visit this time is to spend a few more days here with Cecilia and the children."noveldrama

"Good, that's settled then. When time allows, Alphonse and I will visit you in Tudela. We also need to catch up with Luke and Gabe."

Bethany saw photos of Cecilia's younger sons on her phone, and they were both very adorable.

She was particularly eager to meet the two.

"Granny, you guys should come over. I'll make sure to take good care of you," Cecilia said.

Finally, unable to contain herself, Yuliana spoke up. “Grandma, I'd like to go with you all and see for myself. Is that okay?"

Bethany chuckled. "Of course, Yuliana. You should spend more time with Cecilia in the future. After all, you two are cousins."

Yuliana was reluctant, yet she nodded. "Hmm, alright, I will."

"Why wait for a specific day when any day could be the right one?

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we should go with him and see for ourselves," suggested Alphonse.

"Sure thing," Bethany readily agreed.

Queenie, off to the side, chuckled warmly. "Mom, Dad, if you want to go, then go ahead."

Everyone seemed to agree, so it was decided they would all take a trip back to Tudela together.

Bethany was rambling, "I really wish I could see the place where I used to live when I was young."

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Cecilia and her family prepared to return to Tudela.

Vivian and Zachary also journeyed back together. On the private jet, Vivian had

the two elders in fits of laughter.

Upon learning that she was

pregnant, the two elders gifted the child with valuable presents. They also took care to ensure that Vivian was well looked after.

Yuliana was utterly dismissive of all this.

She thought to herself, finally, she could pay a visit to Cassandra. She felt she

hadn't let Cassandra down.

It was already nighttime when they arrived in Tudela.

Vivian and Zachary went back together to share the good news with George,

while everyone else returned to the Smith residence with Cecilia.

The Smith residence was considered one of the finest mansions in Tudela, but it

paled in comparison to the grandeur of Jamieson Manor.

Charlotte knew that Cecilia was bringing her relatives home today, so she hurriedly came to greet them. However, as she stood at the door, she found herself at a loss for words.