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

Chapter 1162 Elliot Attacked My Grandson

Queenie’s mind jumped to the conclusion that it was Elliot who had harmed her grandson. She turned to Elena, her face twisted with fury. “My dear, who is Elland?”

Cassina, who had been standing nearby, suddenly remembered. She had heard Cassandra mention Elliot in passing before. “Mom, Elliot is Cecilia’s son,” Cavina answered.

Cecilia again!

Queenie turned back to Elena with a glare. “Is this how you treat your guests?”

Elena was caught off guard, her face showing clear surprise. “There must be some sort of misunderstanding” she tried to reason. Elliot had always been frail–there was no way he could have hurt Dylan

“Misunderstanding? Just look at Dylan! His face, his body–do you think I’m imagining those marks?” Queenie’s voice was rising in anger, her eyes flashing with fury. She immediately instructed her assistant to call for a doctor, her focus solely on Dylan’s well–being

Dylan, sensing that the adults had misunderstood the situation, tried to explain. He opened his mouth to clarify, but Queenie cut him off

“Call Elliot over now. He needs to apologize to Dylan,” she demanded, her voice stern. “And let me be clear,” she added coldly, “if you don’t handle this situation, don’t even think about marrying Cassandra into your family, our two families will become enemies

entire world. She had no qualms

displeased by Queenie’s harsh words, subtly signaled to a

didn’t believe Elliot was capable of causing harm, but she knew the situation needed

while Elliot played nearby when a housekeeper rushed

Queenie claims that Mr. Elliot hit her grandson Dylan, and they’re demanding you come with Mr. Elliot

Cecilia frowned, bewildered

wondered. If someone had said Jonathan got into trouble, that would make more sense. But Elliot!

“Eli,” Cecilia called softly.

paused and looked up, his

brat! I saved him, and

quickly got to his feet. “Mommy, I didn’t touch him,”

there be

them, “Please, come quickly. If we don’t act soon, Mdm. Elena

Cecilia agreed. She took Elliot’s hand and hurried

didn’t want to explain too soon–he wanted to wait for Elliot to arrive so he could clear