When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1983 A Different Solution

Robert nodded. "Yes, we must take full advantage of this wonderful opportunity."

He instructed his subordinates to continue posting news online about Cecilia's unfilial behavior, aiming to expedite the decline of Jamieson Group's stock price.

He had wanted to take advantage of the crisis to get his revenge.

At that very moment, Bethany and Alphonse, together with Brooklyn, had also seen the news.

She immediately called Cecilia. "Cecilia, why didn't you tell me about such big news? I'll silence those people right away!"

In a rush, Cecilia said, "Aunt Brooklyn, calm down. I have a different solution."

"A different solution? What is it?" Brooklyn was somewhat anxious.

"You'll find out soon enough," Cecilia said. "When the time comes, I'll be counting on you to help me share this with as many people as possible online."

"Of course, no problem."

Seeing how confident Cecilia was, Brooklyn wasn't as worried as she was at the beginning.

She then informed Cecilia's grandparents, reassuring the elderly couple not to worry as Cecilia had everything under control. Only then did she hang up the phone.

At the same time, Cecilia instructed Charlotte to get in touch with Heather, telling her to wait for her at home.

Nathaniel had also called.

Just like the others, Cecilia told him that she could handle it herself, and he didn't need to worry about it.

Once the workday ended in the evening, Cecilia returned home to find Heather leisurely lounging on the living room couch, acting as if she were the lady of the house, ordering the housekeeper around.

Elliot was also at home, and upon seeing Cecilia return, he felt somewhat unhappy.

"Mommy, you're finally back. Who is this old lady? She has no manners at all. She

is rude the housekeeper, and even asked me to fetch water for her."

Cecilia patted his head gently. "Don't mind her, she's just a scam artist."

"Oh, okay," said Elliot, understanding instantly.

At first, out of respect for the elderly, he had served Heather a cup of coffee. However, after confirming that Heather was up to no good, he decided to deal with her when the time was right.

He couldn't believe how, in the present society, Heather was so uncivilized to the extent of treating the housekeepers without any respect.

"Alright, Elliot, you should go back to your room now," Cecilia suggested, not

wanting her son to witness Heather's unsightly side.

Elliot nodded emphatically. "Alright."

Once Elliot left, Cecilia made her way toward Heather.

Throughout the entire time, Heather was preoccupied with her fruits and coffee, pretending not to have seen Cecilia.

Cecilia approached her and greeted, "Old Mrs. Escobar."

"Oh, Ceci, you're finally back." Heather's voice dripped with sarcasm, a stark contrast to the pitiful and helpless facade she had put on in front of the reporters earlier.

"You've been trashing me online, causing my company's stock price to plummet. How could I not come back?" Cecilia said, completely unruffled.

Heather scoffed, "Do you now know what's good for you? Let me tell you, it's too late."

"What do I need to do for you to clarify in public that I have nonoveldrama

obligation to support you financially? You have two sons, a

granddaughter, and a

great-grandchild. Why is it my responsibility to take care of you?" Cécilia continued in a calm and gentle tone.

Heather held her head high, lifting her chin into the air.

"If you want me to clarify, you'll need to take good care of me and help your two uncles out a little."

"Help out? What exactly do you mean?" Cecilia asked.

After some thought, Heather said, "All they want is for you to help them unconditionally when they come

looking for you. Now that they're net'

having some cash flow issues, you could lend them a few hundred million."

She spoke presumptuously, utterly unaware that Cecilia was broadcasting their conversation to the world.