Ignored When Chasing: Why Cry After I Got Engaged-Chapter 123: I’ll Give You One Chance

"You... what did you say?" Linden Nathan’s voice was filled with shock.

"Sharon Quincy planned the entire car crash."

"But... she lost a hand, too." Linden Nathan was still skeptical. "Cecilia, did you find something?"

"Do you want me to have found something, or not?"

Cecilia Nathan’s single question shut Linden Nathan down.

"If you want me to have found something, I’ll send you the evidence. If you don’t, I’ll just pretend this never happened..."

"How could we pretend it never happened!" Linden Nathan interrupted her. "Cecilia, give me the evidence. If she really did this, I will absolutely not let her get away with it."

"You’re my own daughter. I won’t allow anything to compromise your safety."

Hearing this, Cecilia Nathan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness, Linden Nathan hasn’t completely lost his way.’

"Alright, I’ll send you the evidence."

A moment later, Cecilia Nathan forwarded the information Damian Hawthorne had sent her to Linden Nathan.

After sending the message, Cecilia Nathan stood on the street, steam rising from the coffee in her hands. Her cold heart gradually began to warm up.

She was waiting, waiting for Linden Nathan to give her a resolution.

Linden Nathan was just about to open the file Cecilia Nathan had sent when a call came in from Sharon Quincy.

Linden Nathan thought for a moment and decided to ask Sharon Quincy about it first, so he answered the phone.

"Hello, Godfather." Sharon Quincy’s voice was full of panic. "Did Frances Bennett go see you? She said she’s going to make me marry that fifty-year-old man from the Hawthorne Family. I don’t want to marry him! Godfather, please, you have to help me."

"This is a society of laws. If you don’t want to marry him, can she really force you?" Linden Nathan’s tone was strange. "The only reason Frances Bennett hates you so much is because you lied."

Sharon Quincy said through her tears, "Yes, and I regret it. Godfather, I know the young miss has a problem with me, but please don’t listen to her. I’m not going to fight her for Damian Hawthorne. I give up. Please, just ask her to let me go."

In truth, Sharon Quincy wasn’t most afraid of Frances Bennett, but of Cecilia Nathan.

As long as she refused, Linden Nathan wouldn’t force her.

But Cecilia Nathan was different.

To a certain extent, Linden Nathan was very inclined to listen to Cecilia Nathan.

Sharon Quincy was filled with regret. If only she had tried to get on Cecilia Nathan’s good side from the beginning, she wouldn’t be in such a passive position now.

"Don’t worry, Cecilia isn’t that kind of person." Hearing her mention Cecilia Nathan, Linden Nathan sighed softly. "Sharon, I’m going to give you one chance to be honest."

"Be honest?" Sharon Quincy froze, dazed. "Godfather, I... what did I do wrong? Why do I need to be honest...?"

Sharon Quincy had a bad feeling.

But no matter how she prayed in her heart, Linden Nathan’s words rang out cruelly, "That car crash... was it an accident, or... did you hire someone to hit Cecilia?"

Sharon Quincy sucked in a sharp breath and fell silent for a few seconds.

The hand holding her phone trembled so violently it almost dropped onto the blanket.

’Should I confess?’

’If I confess, will Linden Nathan still let me off?’

’No, he won’t.’

’Given Linden Nathan’s personality, if he knew I hurt Cecilia Nathan like this, he’d probably kill me.’

"Godfather, why are you asking this?"

Every word that came from Sharon Quincy’s mouth trembled.

"I want to give you one last chance." Linden Nathan’s voice was unreadable.

Sharon Quincy thought for a moment, then finally grit her teeth and said pitifully, "I only have one hand left. I thought you wouldn’t believe this story about me hiring someone for the crash anymore, Godfather."

"Hire someone to hit the young miss? Am I crazy?" Sharon Quincy’s voice grew more choked with sobs. "Godfather, it was an accident. And even if it wasn’t, I wasn’t the one who hired someone."

"You have to believe me."

After Sharon Quincy finished speaking, Linden Nathan didn’t respond and hung up the phone directly.

Hearing the DIAL TONE from the other end, Sharon Quincy panicked. No matter how many times she called back, Linden Nathan wouldn’t pick up.

Just as she was panicking and at a complete loss, a nurse walked in with a file and said to her, "Miss Sharon Quincy, the fees for your hospital bed are overdue. You have an important surgery coming up, please settle the payment promptly."

After saying this, the nurse left without a backward glance.

Sharon Quincy’s eyes widened, and a chill ran through her body. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

’It’s over.’

’I’m completely finished.’

「The Sinclair Family Villa.」

Serena Hughes looked at the items Fiona Sinclair had someone buy, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the sheer amount.

There was so much!

New arrivals from all the major brands, jewelry from various high-profile auctions... a rough estimate put the value at nearly ten million.

"Grandma, do we really need to suck up to Cecilia Nathan like this?" Serena Hughes’s words were laced with jealousy. "We don’t even know if she’s Selina Nathan yet. If we give her all this stuff, aren’t we just throwing it all away?"

"Oh, you. Your thinking is still too narrow." Fiona Sinclair took off her reading glasses, wiped them gently with a cloth, and said slowly, "Haven’t you noticed? It’s not just Damian Hawthorne. Even that boy from the Grant Family has taken a liking to her."

"And that celebrity, Miles Sinclair..." Serena Hughes added subconsciously.

After saying this, Serena Hughes fell into deep thought.

Even if Cecilia Nathan wasn’t Selina Nathan, her connections were already formidable.

And that Miles Sinclair seemed to be the main character from the diary.

Judging by the way that celebrity Miles Sinclair treated Cecilia Nathan, she was now certain that Cecilia was connected to Luna.

Before, when Miles Sinclair was "dead," there was no way to compare. But now that he had appeared, he matched the person in the diary perfectly.

’Cecilia Nathan is Luna.’

The moment she thought of it, Serena Hughes found it hard to breathe.

If Cecilia Nathan was Luna, then the person Damian Hawthorne had been searching for all this time was Cecilia.

’Why does she get to have all the good things?’

Jealousy and resentment swirled in her heart, nearly consuming Serena Hughes.

Fiona Sinclair didn’t see her gritting her teeth and instructed patiently, "In a little while, take these things to Cecilia Nathan’s house. Just say they’re a gift from our Sinclair Family."

"I’m not going!" Serena Hughes refused instinctively. After the words left her mouth, she glanced nervously at Fiona Sinclair. "Grandma, I... I didn’t mean I won’t go. I’m just not in a good mood today. Maybe some other time..."

"Fine. Then go tomorrow."

Fiona Sinclair didn’t press her.

She was aware of the grudges between Serena and Cecilia, so it was normal for Serena to have a hard time accepting this right away.

"Grandma, there’s one more thing I need to confirm." She remembered that in the diary, when it described Miles Sinclair, it clearly stated he was dead.

’So what’s the deal with this Miles Sinclair in the entertainment industry now?’

"Grandma, do you know anyone in the entertainment industry? I’d like you to take me to meet someone."

There were some answers she had to find for herself.

「Hawthorne Enterprises, Executive President’s Office.」

Damian Hawthorne flipped through the file in his hands, his expression calm. "Are you sure it’s her?"

Justin Bell stood to the side, shaking his head in confusion. "Not sure."

"By the way, President Hawthorne, why did you have me investigate the relationship between Miss Luna and Miss Cecilia Nathan?" Justin Bell asked suspiciously. "You don’t suspect they’re the same person, do you?"