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

Chapter 1414 Cassandra Visits Cecilia

The two women, equally ruthless, plotted with malice. Left with no alternative, Cassandra reluctantly agreed to approach Cecilia. "You'd better take care of the babies," Cassandra warned.

"Don't worry," Stella reassured her smoothly.

Cassandra got into her car and drove to the hospital. Timing her arrival to avoid Nathaniel, she made her way to Cecilia's ward.

"Cecilia, I heard you've given birth to two more sons. Congratulations," Cassandra said, walking in uninvited and seating herself with practiced nonchalance.

Cecilia's expression darkened, her eyes glinting coldly as memories of Cassandra's past actions flooded her mind. "You should leave," Cecilia said firmly. "You're not welcome here."

Cassandra smirked, ignoring the hostility. "Not welcome? Is it because of the paternity test yesterday?" she asked, her tone deliberately provocative. Leaning forward slightly, she added with venom, "I've known for a long time that you're Queenie's biological daughter. But so what? Does Queenie even acknowledge you? And do you have any idea who sent me here today?"

Cecilia stared at Cassandra, confused.

Queenie. "It was Queenie. She sent me here to explain everything to you. She said she could never have a disabled daughter like you. Even if you were truly her flesh and blood,

were her flesh and blood, she wouldn't

into a fist, her nails digging into her palm

say she owed her

for show. Think about it. Who's Queenie? She's wealthy and influential, while you? You're a nobody. After all these years apart, how could she have any feelings for you? She's just using the search for

a disability... She keeps

of being called "disabled," but she fought to keep

really think I

replied, her voice steady but firm. "Even if Queenie isn't perfect, I know she genuinely

wasn't naive enough to be swayed

faltered, momentarily speechless, as Cecilia's calm response clearly caught her off

the room. "Odd," she said, her tone turning deliberately casual, "Where are your two newborn sons? Why aren't they here?" Cecilia could tell she

cut to the chase. "Aren't you aware that