When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 528 Already Dead

After comforting Cassandra, Queenie went out.

The director of the orphanage had a kind expression. “Mdm. Queenie, thank you for your support over the decades. I’m truly sorry I couldn’t be of more help.”

Queenie’s disappointment was hard to hide.

“Perhaps she’s already dead.”

The director tried to comfort her. “If the child hasn’t been found, she must still be alive in this world. Don’t lose hope. If I receive any information, I’ll contact you immediately.”

Queenie nodded.

“Okay.”

After Queenie left, a teacher beside the director commented, “Mdm. Queenie has been searching for her daughter for over twenty years. How could she have lost her child in the first place?”

The director sighed. “Mdm. Queenie had a very difficult life back then. She wasn’t as wealthy and powerful as she is now. The child was taken away right after birth and left at our orphanage’s door in the dead of winter. If I hadn’t seen that child, she would have frozen to death.”

The teacher wondered, “So why can’t she find the child now?”

“The child was adopted, but the information provided by the adopters was false. They probably didn’t want the biological parents to find the child,” the director explained.

“Oh, I see.”

Queenie had severe hemorrhaging and couldn’t

the Jamieson family’s clutches. She later underwent plastic surgery. abroad and built her business empire. Upon

wronged her

in the car, Queenic looked at the photos Cassandra

was not her biological daughter, Queenie had always considered her

who made her daughter suffer would

her subordinate. “Stop all current

had just established himself with the Rainsworth family but

how to make Cecilia experience

discovered that Cecilia had two sons

Villa, Elliot woke up from a nap to find blood on

under his nose,

know, so he removed the pillowcase, tossed it in the

probably send me to the hospital for treatment. That’s

and didn’t know that Elliot’s condition

came out of the study and heard rustling noises from the

Elliot frowned.

“It’s me, not Mommy.”

you doing

you want to help me wash them?” Elliot thought