He spoke to her in a soft and gentle tone.
“You’re still young, and your future will be brighter. Don’t dwell on this sadness, okay?
You’ve looked worn out since you returned from Nathaniel’s funeral.
I’m so worried about you.
If Father, Graham, and Hilliard found out that you’re this miserable, they would be devastated. You need to think about those who care for you.”
Lucinda turned her head away and gazed out the window, trying to ignore him.
“Come on, girl. Have some chicken soup. It’s so tasty. Mary has just made it specially for you.”
He scooped up a spoonful of soup and held it out to her, hoping that she would drink it.
But she didn’t. Her lips were pale and dry as she clenched them tightly together.
Cyrus let out a deep sigh, knowing all too well how stubborn Lucinda could be. He tried to reason with her once more, hoping to convince her to focus on her own recovery.
“Listen, if you really want to make things right for Nathaniel’s sake, you need to get better as soon as possible. His mother and sister were completely dependent on him. Although, you have the management rights of the Robert Group, Enoch will undoubtedly try to seize their properties. You need to be there for them.”
Her eyes beamed when he said this.
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He then went on, “You need to get well as soon as possible so you can come up with the best solution. Don’t you think so?”
Lucinda lowered her head. She was lost in her thoughts as she contemplated his words.
Cyrus leaned in and lifted a spoonful of soup to her lips again.
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“Can you have some chicken soup now? It’ll make you feel better, and you can deal with everything else once you’ve recovered.”
Surprisingly, Lucinda didn’t refuse this time and drank the soup obediently.
She knew Cyrus was right. Nathaniel’s family needed her help, and she couldn’t let him down.
As for the Roberts Group, Lucinda didn’t have the energy to manage it herself just yet. She planned to hand it over to a member of the Roberts family whom she trusted.
However, Vivien wasn’t mature enough and needed a lot of training to head the company.
After two more days of bed rest, Lucinda began to feel much better.
Her strength slowly returned, her throat was getting better and she was finally able to speak again. She carefully weighed her options and began to devise a plan.
One morning, while enjoying her breakfast in bed, Lucinda summoned Pierre into her room.
“Miss, what can I do for you?”