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 ofand 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.”
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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 | 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
the wedding in a few days.”
Jonathan was a prodigy, and his presence would surely make an impression-perhaps even annoy sof
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, 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 cpick up Jon right away. The timing is perfect,” Vivian said.
With trunning 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.
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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 find someone who cherishes
you. And if not, Mommy and | will always be here for you.”
He paused before adding, “Thank you for always helping us. If you ever need anything, | promise I'll be there for «
you.”