When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 464

Chapter 464 He Has Gone To Sparaville
As soon as Nicholas finished speaking, the door was abruptly pushed open from the outside, with Nathaniel standing at the entrance.

“Hide what?”

Upon hearing that Nicholas had come, Nathaniel immediately rushed back.

Nicholas turned around and caught sight of Nathaniel, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. “Nathaniel, you're back. I was just about to ask Cecilia how you manage to work when you can't see.”

Nathaniel's brows furrowed slightly. “If there's something you want to discuss, let's talk outside.”

Only then did Nicholas stand up. He glanced at Cecilia before following Nathaniel out.

Outside the courtyard, snow was falling in a flurry. The two men, identical in appearance, stood together, drawing attention with their striking presence.

“What exactly are you trying to do?” Nathaniel asked.

With Cecilia absent, Nicholas no longer wished to maintain pretenses. His words were unhurried. “Haven't I mentioned it before? I intend to reclaim what's rightfully mine. Nathaniel, ever since we were kids, you've always had the best of everything. Now you even want to take Ceci away from me. Is that fair?”

Nathaniel let out a soft chuckle, his voice laced with scorn. “Don't just blame someone else for every mistake of yours,” he mocked. “Have you ever stopped to consider your own actions?”

Nicholas knew he was referring to the incident where he had used Nathaniel's name without permission.

He retorted without hesitation, “Well, you're blind now. You only have yourself to blame.”

Tension instantly mounted between the two.

At that moment, Nicholas' phone rang.

He picked up to find it was a call from Cassandra, so he had no choice but to temporarily leave.

As he got into the car, he returned the call. “What's up?”

“Nicholas, where are you? I came to the office looking for you, but I didn't see you.”

Cassandra was seated on the couch in Nicholas' office, her appearance contrasting sharply with her previously haughty demeanor.

She had wrapped herself up tightly, her gaze revealing a hint of timidity.

The assistant, Jocelyn, was somewhat perplexed, wondering how this person could change so drastically all of a sudden.

“What is it?” Nicholas didn't respond, instead, he countered with a question.

“I...” Cassandra stuttered, unable to find the words. She was afraid that Nicholas would reject her; her lack of security was what had driven her to come over.