Chapter 63: I Will Make You Remember

He knew how to inflict pain. This, perhaps, was true ruthlessness. Cecilia’s lips were tightly pursed, ignoring the throbbing in her palms. The Smith Corporation, once thriving under her brother Magnus, had suffered continuous losses, but it still existed. Now, even her father's final memory was gone. She understood Nathaniel's actions stemmed from revenge.

She gazed at the devastated land, her throat tightening, tears threatening. "Survival of the fittest," she said, her voice hoarse, "You're the CEO of Rainsworth Group; your word is law."

Nathaniel was surprised by her calm demeanor. He expected tears, a scene; instead, he found a stillness in her eyes, unlike the light he once saw. A deep ache settled in his heart. Gripping her chin, he said, "Even you were sold to me by the Smith family! Do you think forgetting erases everything? Unless I die, don't even think about marrying someone else!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his rationality gone. Cecilia's pale lips parted. "But you don't exist in my memory. The wife you want is already dead!"

His fury erupted. "If you've forgotten, then you must remember! Even if you die, you must come back to life for me!" He lost control, ignoring her resistance, lunging at her.

"Nathaniel, what are you doing? Let go, or I'll accuse you of kidnapping!"

He ignored her protests, tearing open her collar. "I thought you'd forgotten me? Let me help jog your memory!" He fiercely kissed her.

"Mmph! Natha–mmph!"

Elena's urgent call interrupted him. He released Cecilia to answer.

"Are you coming, Nathaniel? Hurry; everyone's waiting!"

That evening, Nathaniel's parents hosted an Easter dinner party at the First World Hotel, inviting numerous social elites. The moment he released her, Cecilia fled.

"Mr. Rainsworth, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."

Fearful of his actions, she escaped. Nathaniel watched her retreat, her words echoing in his mind, his eyes red-rimmed. Cecilia, unless I die, there’s no escaping me!

Meanwhile, at the First World Hotel, Jonathan, disguised under a baseball cap and mask, watched Zachary's Bugatti. As Zachary exited, Jonathan's eyes, like a miniature version of Nathaniel's, hardened. "Don't blame me for this since you dared to bully my mommy!"

He followed Zachary inside. A waitress stopped him. "Little one, you can't play here."

"Miss, I came with my daddy. He's inside," Jonathan replied politely. The waitress, impressed by his expensive attire and demeanor, offered to take him to his father. He politely declined.

The waitress watched him go, impressed by his politeness. "There are so many unruly kids; it’s rare to find one so well-behaved."

Soon after, Nathaniel arrived.