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

Chapter 1345 What Are You Doing Here

As soon as Cassandra entered, her eyes immediately fell on a familiar figure standing just inside.

The woman was dressed in light, worn clothing, her body marked by visible injuries. Her once beautiful face was streaked with the dried remnants of tears.

"I originally came from Tudela Orphanage. I've spent my life searching for my biological parents, and when I came across the news about you, I noticed that the birth dates matched. I'm not entirely sure if I'm your daughter, but I'd like to take a paternity test and find out," Stella said, enunciating each word with care. Queenie, having been betrayed once by Cassina, remained guarded. Her warmth was a mere shadow of what it might have been.

"Since your birth information matches what was printed in the paper, we can go to the hospital tomorrow for a DNA test," Queenie suggested, her tone measured.

Stella nodded obediently. "All right, I'm fine with that."

Though Stella's attire was plain, her posture and demeanor bore an uncanny resemblance to someone raised in a distinguished family, as if she belonged in a setting like this.

The secretary leaned in close to Queenie, whispering softly, "Mdm. Queenie, this young lady really does resemble a younger version of you."

Queenie felt a small wave of relief wash over her upon hearing the secretary's observation, though she tried not to show it.

Just then, Cassandra entered the room in a hurry. "Mom," she called out, her voice loud enough to catch everyone's attention.

in front of Stella, her expression a mixture of

of Cassandra's past run-ins with Stella and Nathaniel, she knew enough about their history

know her?" Queenie asked, looking between

wouldn't say I know her well, but we've met a couple of times. After all, she was Nathaniel's first

expected that this stranger had a connection to Nathaniel. "Is

small, nonchalant nod. "Yes, we dated back in our university days. But we broke up because our families came from very

her arms. "Different worlds?

always careful with

orphan, someone like me could never have competed with

be my mother's daughter Cassandra snapped. Her protectiveness over her place in the Jamieson family was clear, and she was in

on

want to find out who

for

here to cause trouble."

surprise, leaving her momentarily speechless. Queenie, however, felt a small sense of sympathy grow for the girl. "Cassandra, I think you're reading too much into this," Queenie said, her

herself at a loss for words. Arguing further didn't seem