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 an expression

the last time you visited Mdm. Paula, you told her that only your birth mother is your

caregiver wasn’t trying to meddle, but she simply couldn’t stand a daughter refusing to acknowledge her own biological

know? Are you all ganging up on

caretaker shut her

her daughter flared

had raised Cassandra and was

up when someone accused her of something she hadn’t done. Instead, she

she had truly done something wrong would she last out, resorting

interjected.

reluctant to believe that her own daughter, whom she had raised single–handedly, could be

lies they’re spouting?” Cassandra anxiously asked. “Let’s just call the police right now and have them arrested. Let’s see if they dare to

were going, she was afraid that Cecilia would reveal further information that was detrimental

her cell phone. “Mdm. Queenie, I suggest you

words, Queenie couldn’t help but furrow her

she is my daughter. What’s there to investigate?” As her words fell, she turned toward Paula, who looked pale and was barely holding on. “If she is indeed

turned

“Alright.”