When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1942

Chapter 1942 Taking Her To A Hotel
However, Magnus couldn't let Jason ruin his plans.

He threw a punch at Jason's face, then quickly got into the car and started the engine.

Jason wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.

<i>Thud!</i> Right then, something had fallen off the car.

He stepped forward and realized that it was Chelsea's cell phone.

Just at that moment, Chelsea's mother's call came through, and without a second thought, Jason answered it.

On the other side, Cecilia had already gone to bed, but was roused from her slumber by a ringing phone.

When she woke up, she saw that it was a call from Magnus.

<i>Why is Magnus calling me this late at night?</i>

Bewildered, Cecilia answered it, “Hello.”

“You must be Cecilia.”

The voice on the other end of the phone wasn't that of Magnus, but rather, it belonged to a middle-aged woman.

“Who are you?” Cecilia was momentarily clueless.

“I'm Chelsea's mother,” the middle-aged woman responded.

So, it's Phoebe.

“Aunt Phoebe, why are you calling me from Magnus' phone?” A vague sense of unease began to creep over Cecilia.

Phoebe didn't explain. Instead, she spoke in a solemn tone. “Come to the Four Seasons Hotel, Room 6008.”

“Alright.”

Cecilia could tell that something was up.

She immediately got dressed and stood up.

Her movements roused Queenie, who was already a light sleeper, from her slumber.

“Ceci...”

Cecilia hurried over, asking softly, “Mom, did I disturb you?”

Magnus acted as if he had been wronged.

However, Cecilia was no fool, and she was well aware of her younger brother's character.

She just hadn't expected that he would resort to such measures.

“How's Chelsea? Is she doing alright?”

“She has taken some medicine. She's still asleep and hasn't woken up yet,” said Phoebe with a sigh.

She then turned to Cecilia and said, “If it weren't for this bartender, we wouldn't even have known that she got herself this drunk, let alone find her.”

Kingston followed up, saying, “Yes, my daughter is pure and innocent. She was almost...”

“Uncle Kingston, you've gotten the wrong idea. Chelsea and I are just friends. If you don't believe me, wait until she wakes up and ask her yourself.”

Magnus turned to Cecilia again. “Cecilia, can you help me explain? I absolutely have no ulterior motives toward Chelsea.”

At that moment, Cecilia's face had stiffened somewhat.

Throughout the years, she had always been cleaning up Magnus' messes, and given the circumstances, she had no choice but to do the same again.