When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 680 The Cunning Felix

After the memorial, the family was set to visit the ancestors‘ graves.

Felix, embarrassed in front of everyone by Jonathan, was contemplating how to get back at Jonathan.

On the way to the cemetery, Miranda advised her son, “Felix, you need to make a good impression on your great–grandfather. Only then will those two b*stards be no match for you. Do you understand?”

Felix nodded vigorously and assured his mom, “Mommy, don’t worry. I won’t let them walk all over me.”

“Good.” Miranda patted his head, satisfied. She then added, “Also, remember to pick the low- hanging fruit. Eli’s sick, isn’t he? Target him first.”

“I understand, Mommy.” Felix, despite his tender age, was ruthless and cruel due to his mother’s teachings.

Upon reaching the Rainsworth family’s private cemetery, everyone alighted from their respective vehicles.

Miranda instructed Felix to go look for Niel.

The moment Felix left, Cassandra approached Miranda. “Miranda.”

Miranda nodded before asking indifferently, “You’re pregnant and should be resting. What are you doing here?”

“I’m thinking of getting to know these relatives as soon as possible,” Cassandra replied.

Miranda didn’t comment on that but couldn’t help scoffing inwardly. She isn’t even part of the family yet, and she’s already filled with ideas.

Cassandra seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in her eyes and continued striking up a conversation with her. “Cecilia’s two kids are indeed smart. They’re more sensible than Felix. I’m genuinely worried that my child might not measure up to them.”

She deliberately said that to upset Miranda.

As expected, Miranda couldn’t tolerate hearing Cassandra speak poorly of her son.

“Do you really think her son is that smart? I think she taught her child to remember everyone before coming here just to curry favor with Old Mr. Rainsworth.”

Cassandra feigned surprise. “Really? It doesn’t seem that way to me. Miranda, you should recognize Jonathan and Elliot’s merits and admit they surpass your son. On the way here, I heard many people say that Jonathan resembles Nathaniel as a child. You must have heard about it- when Nathaniel was young, he was smarter than the department managers. A child with such intelligence is destined for a bright future.”

As Cassandra walked away, she was still praising Jonathan.

Hearing Cassandra’s words, Miranda couldn’t help but feel concerned about the future. She had to admit that Cecilia’s two sons were indeed more intelligent than her own.

Miranda paused, pulling Adrian aside and saying to him in a hushed tone, “Honey, we must get rid of those two kids. Once they grow up, our son will stand no chance against them.”

Adrian’s gaze turned dark and ruthless. “I’ll figure something out.”

“Okay.”

It was a rainy day, and the roads were slippery. Felix walked ahead and held onto Neil’s arm, appearing well–behaved.

Elliot walked alongside his brother and observed Felix from afar, clicking his tongue. “He’s good at acting.”

Jonathan was unfazed. “Don’t mind him.”

“All right,” Elliot acknowledged.

Yet, even though they didn’t provoke Felix, the latter was eager to teach them a lesson.

An idea popped up in Felix’s mind, and he said to Niel, “Great–grandpa, should I call Jon and Eli over?”

“All right.” Niel nodded.

Felix, stepping through the puddles, made his way toward Jonathan and Elliot.

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A sly smile spread across Felix’s face as he quickened his pace, charging toward Elliot.

He was aware that Elliot suffered from leukemia and was no match for him. I can easily knock him down with a shove, and he’ll get seriously injured. Die, you sickly weakling!