When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 140 Severely Injured

In the evening, Nathaniel stepped out of the house.

Not long after he left, Cecille received a text message from Sven.

He informed her that Nathaniel had left and told her to find a way out as he had something to say to her.

Due to the stringent security around Daltonia Villa, Sven could only keep watch over Cecille from a considerable distance to ensure her safety. At times, he could see whether Nathaniel had left or not.

After flipping over the sheet music and putting it away, Cecille also left the house.

Once outside, she instructed the driver to turn around numerous places before successfully shaking off the bodyguards who were tailing her from behind.

Eventually, Sven’s car showed up before her.

After she got out of her car, she hopped into Sven’s vehicle.

“What’s the matter?”

Sven took out his phone, opened the navigation app, and set his course for the western part of Tudela. “This was the direction Nathaniel had headed off to in the morning. I followed him for a certain distance and noticed that the security was quite tight over there. I suspect that’s where Eli was taken.”

Cecille studied the expansive area intently. “At a glance, the location is just too vast.”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“That’s right.” At that moment, Sven took out a new phone and handed it to Cecille. “Use this phone from now on. Your current one might’ve been tapped. Mr. Reese mentioned that he would return in a few days.”

Cecille received the phone. “Thank you.”

“Mr. Reese would like you to let him know you’re safe once you receive the phone,” Sven added.

“All right.”

Sven drove the car to a secluded area that was devoid of surveillance cameras.

Cecille made a phone call.

The call was quickly answered. “Ceci, how are you doing now?”

“I’m fine. Don’t worry. I’ll also figure out where Eli has been taken to,” Cecille quickly responded.

Her concern was that, given Nathaniel’s methods, even if they managed to locate Eli in Tudela, ‘they wouldn’t be able to rescue him.

“Okay. I meant, did he harm you?” Calvin stood atop a tall building, braving the cold wind.

It was still the pitch–dark early morning where he was.

His towering figure stood tall, his robust upper body marked with fresh wounds. His handsome. face, too, was covered in injuries.

Choking back emotions, Cecille replied, “No.”

“Wait for me. I’ll be back soon.” Calvin knew that she was once again hiding the truth from him.

“All right. Don’t rush. Vivian is here to help me, so I’ll be fine.” Even though Cecille didn’t know exactly what kind of work Calvin was doing, she understood that he was caught up in a perilous position.

After ending the call, Calvin returned to his room.

The doctor immediately bandaged his still–bleeding arm.

“Your brother seems intent on killing you,” the doctor said, looking at the wound on Calvin’s arm. The injury was longer than the size of a palm and still bleeding profusely.

Calvin parted his pale lips calmly and replied, “He thought I was still that child he could manipulate at will.”

“Sir, should we inform Mr. Bennett?” the doctor asked.

Calvin shook his head. “If he truly cared about my wellbeing, he wouldn’t have left me to my own devices at Tudela for so many years. Remember, we can’t rely on anyone.”

The doctor nodded.

However, the more he tended to Calvin’s wounds, the more shocking they appeared to him. “Sir, you shouldn’t be appearing in public during this period. It’s too risky.”

Calvin declined the suggestion outright, saying, “That won’t do, I need to make a trip back to Tudela.”

The doctor knew that no one but Cecille could change Calvin’s decision, so he didn’t bother persuading him further. Instead, he focused on treating Calvin’s wounds.

Recently, Calvin agreed to Bennett’s request to complete a batch of overseas projects.

However, before Calvin could complete the task, he had already sustained severe injuries.

Calvin knew he had to wrap things up quickly now, then return to his homeland. He couldn’t leave Cecille alone in Tudela any longer.