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

Chapter 791 The Evidence

When Queenie saw Cecilia, she was reminded of the time when the latter stood alone, holding at knife in hand and uttering those words to herself.

It went without saying that if it weren’t for Cassandra, she would have greatly admired Cecilia.

“Ms. Smith, are you here to enjoy the drama too?” Queenie asked, her gaze sweeping the surroundings.

The onlookers were merely passersby outside Jamieson Group, not employees of the company.

“Of course not.” Cecilia pulled out her phone and began searching for something as she spoke. “I overheard your conversation earlier. Cassandra refused to admit that Mdm. Paula is her biological mother, and you demanded proof, right?”

Cassandra felt an inexplicable unease. “Cecilia, this is none of your business.”

Ignoring her, Cecilia fiddled with her phone, found the DNA test results, and handed them to Queenic.

Though Queenie did not understand what was going on, she still accepted the phone.

She clearly saw what was written on the report–Paula and Cassandra were mother and daughter.

Cassandra also looked over, disbelief etched on her face. “Mom, this must be a hoax.”

I possibly be Paula’s daughter?” She feigned

caregiver standing by couldn’t bear it any longer. “Ms. Evans, the last time you visited Mdm. Paula, you told her that only your birth mother is your real mother. You’re only after your foster

she simply couldn’t stand a daughter refusing to acknowledge her

all ganging up on

imprisonment, the caretaker shut her mouth, not daring to speak any

Queenie watched as her daughter flared her

had raised Cassandra and was well–acquainted

this worked up when someone accused her of something she hadn’t done. Instead, she would respond with calm

she had truly done something wrong would she

get so worked up,” Queenie interjected. “The truth will prevail

believe that her own daughter, whom she had

“Let’s just call the police right now

was afraid that Cecilia would reveal further information

tucked away her cell phone. “Mdm. Queenie,

couldn’t help but furrow

who looked pale and was barely holding on. “If she is indeed Cassandra’s birth mother, all I can say is I pity Cassandra for having been

turned to Cassandra and said, “Let’s

“Alright.”