When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel
Doll 1420

Chapter 1420 Using All Resources

Nathaniel was neither gullible nor foolish. There was no way he would believe her lies.

"Lock her up first," he instructed his subordinates.

"Yes, sir." Cassandra was flustered. "Nathaniel, please spare me on account of Nicholas and my pregnancy."

Nathaniel didn't even spare her a glance. "If Ceci vouches for your innocence once I replace her, I'll let you go. But if not, no one will be able to save you."

Cassandra was shoved into a car, and her heart sank.

She was filled with regret. Why have I gone to Cecilia? Why have I admitted to it all? I have no way out now.

Nathaniel tirelessly organized search efforts for Cecilia.

His phone finally buzzed with a call from Mason. "Boss, we found the earring Mrs. Rainsworth dropped in a taxi," Mason reported. "We also have the dash cam footage from the car, and we've traced the route she took." "Good work. Send it to me and follow the route."

"Yes, sir."

The search area had been narrowed, and Nathaniel had enlisted Darren and Zachary's manpower to assist in the search.

Meanwhile, Stella received a call from Nicholas. "We need to move to a different location. Nathaniel and his team have started looking for us."

"Got it." Stella was about to hang up when Nicholas' voice came through again. "Leave the two kids behind."

He didn't want to carry two burdens.

Stella was reluctant to do so but had no choice. "All right. But Mr. Nicholas, how do you expect me to help me escape unscathed? Nathaniel has such a strong desire for revenge. What if he decides to retaliate against me?" Stella knew a fool like Cassandra would definitely drag her down, spilling everything to Nathaniel.

"As long as you keep the secret, I won't let anything happen to you," Nicholas promised.

"All right." Stella nodded solemnly.

Afterward, she instructed her subordinates to leave the babies behind before taking Cecilia away.

Cecilia experienced an unusually long dream, one where everything felt astonishingly perfect, free from deceit or manipulation. Paula, along with everyone else, appeared unusually kind and friendly, as if there were no ill intentions left in the world. Yet, as the dream unfolded, certain things began to fade from her memory.

The doctor approached her and asked, "Miss, do you know what's your name?"

Cecilia paused, lost in thought for a long while. No matter how hard she tried, her mind remained blank, and a sharp headache began to set in. "I can't remember... what's my name?" she asked, her voice tinged with frustration. The doctor, sensing her distress, offered some reassurance before leaving the room.

Outside, in the grand and opulent living room, Nicholas sat on the couch. "How did it go?"

"She's lost most of her memories," the doctor explained. "However, the specific memories you requested have been preserved. That said, ker memory is now unstable, and there's no way to predict when, or if something might resurface

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Nicholas's slender fingers drummed lightly on the table. "What if we conducted hypnotherapy sessions regularly?"

"In that case, there would be no issue."

"Perfect," Nicholas replied. "Thank you for your trouble."

"It's no trouble at all," the doctor answered.

After the doctor departed, Nicholas made his way to Cecilia's room. Two days had passed since the procedure, and she remained in a temporary hypnotic state that had erased a portion of her memories. However, her condition was still fragile, and Nicholas hesitated to wake her, wary of the possibility that

she might remember something.

He stood silently by her bedside, watching her with an unreadable expression. After a moment, he turned and left the room without a word.

Outside, Stella waited uneasily. "Nathaniel has already taken the two children back," she reported. "He's now combing through every corner, using all the resources at his disposal to replace Cecilia."