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

Chapter 1430 Queenie Tries To Win Over The Kids

As she listened to Cassandra's crude remarks, Elena couldn't help but feel regretful for ever agreeing to the marriage into the Rainsworth family. Cassandra's behavior was far from the grace and refinement expected of a lady from a prestigious family. "What about Nathaniel?" she then asked.

The butler paused for a moment before replying, "He's in Daltonia Villa. He said he won't be coming."

Elena knew Nathaniel was still upset over Cecilia, who hadn't been found yet, so she refrained from saying much.

"All right. Bring out the dishes," she ordered.

"All right." The butler called for the dishes to be served.

Elena handed the two babies over to the nanny and sat down at the dining table. It was a sparse gathering for Christmas dinner, with only Jonathan, Elliot, Cassandra, and Elena present, creating an oddly desolate atmosphere for the occasion.

"Eat up," Elena gently urged, serving the food to the two children with a look of pure affection in her eyes.

Cassandra watched in silence as the elderly woman doted on the children, a wave of jealousy rising within her.

She reluctantly ate her meal.

again. "Mdm. Queenie

time with her four grandchildren. Now, all she could do was

rose to receive

got up and

and Elliot continued eating, unaffected by Queenie's arrival. Over time, they had come to realize that this so-called "old witch" was, in fact, their mother's

have you eaten?" Cassandra asked eagerly. "We're about to

I'm here to see the children. I'll

right," Cassandra replied, noticing Queenie's cold demeanor.

their meal, Elliot and Jonathan passed through the living room

brought for you?" Queenie called out affectionately as she saw them, gesturing to the bodyguards who had followed her to reveal the

glance, their expressions calm and indifferent. "No need," they replied in unison. "We have everything we need.

door slamming shut stopped her in her tracks. A deep sadness

witnessing her experience rejection, a secret sense of satisfaction stirred

If you visit more often, they'll gradually

I've

showed her vulnerable side when