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Chapter 307 The Wealthy Are Stingy

After sending Mason and his entourage of bodyguards and housekeepers away, Cecilia returned to the house, her mind racing with thoughts of how to handle the situation with Nathaniel. Elliot had already been admitted to the hospital, as per Cecilia’s arrangements, while Jonathan was still engrossed in his books in the children’s room.

Her most pressing concern was how to break the news to Jonathan that Nathaniel was coming to

stay.

Cecilia decided to visit Martha’s room first, recounting the events that had just transpired. Martha listened attentively, her brow furrowing with concern.

“You already have so much on your plate, taking care of me and the children,” Martha said, gently holding Cecilia’s hand. “Now they want you to look after Nathaniel too? The Rainsworth family’s behavior is simply appalling.”

Martha had once believed that the wealthy were more generous than ordinary people, but now she understood the truth of the old saying, “The richer someone is, the more they fear losing anything, becoming stingier they become.”

“I won’t take care of Nathaniel,” Cecilia responded firmly. “When he arrives, he’ll have to manage everything on his own.”

After making her stance clear, Cecilia voiced her concerns about Jonathan and Elliot. “The boys still don’t know about their origins. If Nathaniel comes to live with us, I’m not sure how to explain it to them.”

“Eli has met Nathaniel before, but he managed to deceive him. Plus, Eli is often in the hospital. Jon, however, is more mature than most children his age, and I’m afraid he might start to piece things together.”

Martha was at a loss, deeply troubled by the situation. The Rainsworth family was ruthless, and if they discovered that Jonathan and Elliot were their descendants, they would undoubtedly try to take the boys away.

As they pondered the problem, the phone rang. It was Vivian calling, and Cecilia picked up.

“Ceci, can I borrow Jon for a while?” Vivian asked, her tone unusually light.

“Borrow him?” Cecilia found the request odd.

“You know, Ernest is back, and his fiancée has arrived as well. They’re planning to get married, and he even sent me a wedding invitation,” Vivian explained, her voice tinged with frustration. “I was thinking of bringing Jon to the wedding in a few days.”

Jonathan was a prodigy, and his presence would surely make an impression–perhaps even annoy some of Vivian’s rivals.

Given her current predicament, Cecilia agreed to Vivian’s suggestion, deciding to send Jonathan away before Nathaniel’s arrival. She informed Vivian that Nathaniel would be coming to stay,

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which only prompted further outrage.

“How could the Rainsworth family do this, forcing you to take care of a blind man?” Vivian. fumed.

“Don’t worry,” Cecilia replied, making a note of the arrangement. “He won’t be staying long.”

“I’ll come pick up Jon right away. The timing is perfect,” Vivian said.

With time running out, Cecilia quickly agreed, “All right, I’ll drive him halfway, and you can pick him

up from there.”

“Sure thing.”

After hanging up, she informed Martha of the arrangement and began packing up Jonathan’s things.

Jonathan, always perceptive, had already noticed the day’s events through the window. He remained quiet, not questioning why Cecilia was sending him to Vivian’s home.

“Mommy, you and Grandma Martha take good care of yourselves,” Jonathan said, his voice calm. and mature beyond his years.

“I will.” Cecilia felt a pang of sympathy as she hugged him tightly.

As planned, Cecilia drove Jonathan halfway, where they met Vivian. Jonathan silently got into Vivian’s car, sensing the sadness in her eyes.

“Ms. Kennedy, did you go through a breakup?” Jonathan asked innocently.

Vivian was taken aback. “How could that be? I’ve never even been in a relationship,” she replied, trying to brush it off.

“If you’re unhappy, you should let it out. It’s okay to cry,” Jonathan said, his tone unwavering.

Something in Jonathan’s words struck a chord within Vivian, and she found herself unable to hold back any longer.

“Jon, when you grow up, will you turn into a bad man?” Vivian asked, her voice trembling.

“I don’t know,” Jonathan admitted, “but even if I do, I’ll still be good to you and Mommy.”

Vivian’s eyes overflowed with tears at his words. “Hmph, you’re so smooth–talking for your age. You’re sure to grow up and break hearts,” she said, half–joking.

Jonathan gently took her hand in his, his touch comforting. “Ms. Kennedy, you’ll replace someone who cherishes you. And if not, Mommy and I will always be here for you.”

He paused before adding, “Thank you for always helping us. If you ever need anything, I promise I’ll be there for you.”