When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 104 A Domineering Last Name.

At that moment, Nathaniel was lying on his side next to Elliot,

Noticing that the former had seemingly fallen asleep, the boy discreetly grabbed his phone watch, planning to contact Calvin after the plane had landed.

But when he touched his wrist, he found it empty.

Upon looking down, he realized that his clothes had been changed.

His watch had a tracking device installed. With the watch gone, the tracker was gone as well.

Elliot let out a sigh.

Beside him. Nathaniel opened his eyes. “Does it still hurt?”

It was beyond Elliot’s expectation that the man would be so easily roused from his sleep.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore. Thank you, Mister.”

The way Elliot addressed him left a bitter taste in his mouth.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

He gazed intently at the boy before him and asked, “What’s your name?”

Without contemplation, Elliot answered, “Elliot Reese.”

Elliot Reese… His last name is Reese….

Nathaniel’s expression darkened even further.

Elliot knew Nathaniel kidnapping him must’ve been because he’d unearthed some information. regarding him and Cecilia.

Nevertheless, he was certain that Nathaniel hadn’t finished going through all the information just yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked him for his name.

After all, Calvin had always kept his identity, as well as that of Jonathan and Cecilia, deeply concealed.

Seeing Nathaniel stay silent, Elliot innocently asked, “Mister, my name is quite lovely, isn’t it? My daddy was the one who named me, you know. ‘Reese‘ sounds like a pretty domineering last name, right?”

Which part of it is domineering?

Nathaniel realized that the boy was starting to get on his nerves again as soon as he was feeling better.

He stood up. “Do you know why you have a stomachache?”

Elliot was puzzled. Could it be that he knows about my illness?

“It’s because you talk too much. Kids who talk too much can get a tummy ache.”

Nathaniel left the break room after saying that.

Outside, Mason stepped forward. “Mr. Rainsworth, you’re up?”

“Mhm.” After Nathaniel settled down, Mason had breakfast sent over.

Instead of digging in, Nathaniel asked Mason, “Have you found out? How old is he exactly?”

“He’s three years and nine months old.”

Three years and nine months old…

Nathaniel’s expression turned gloomy. If he’s my child, then he should at least be over four years old. How is it possible that he’s not yet four?

Judging from the time when he got intimate with Cecilia for the first time back in August, he figured the child should’ve been around four years and a couple of months old now.

Nathaniel turned to look back inside at Elliot, who had fallen asleep again. He really looks no older than four:

“Find a place to settle him down after we return.”

After leaving that remark, he headed over to the lounge on the other side.

Regardless of who Elliot’s biological parent was, all Nathaniel desired was to use the boy as a means to bind Cecilia, preventing her from running away again.

But at that moment, he was inexplicably frustrated deep within his heart.

Calvin Reese… Elliot Reese…

As Nathaniel murmured to himself, his throat felt a little scratchy, and he couldn’t help coughing heavily.

As the first ray of morning sunlight touched Tudela, the airplane also touched down at the airport.

After ensuring that Elliot was safely escorted to a secluded location, Nathaniel then instructed hist driver to return to Daltonia Villa.

All that was left to do was to wait for Cecilia to take the initiative to seek him out.

Once he returned to the familiarity of his home, he couldn’t help but light up a cigarette again only stood on the balcony for a short while before a relentless cough seized him, leaving his head. feeling somewhat dizzy.

He returned to the living room, sinking into the couch where he used to lounge with Cecilia, seeking a moment of rest.

At that moment, a phone call came through.