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

Chapter 1721 A Traitor

Queenie curled a finger, beckoning her closer. "Come here."

Cassandra rushed over without hesitation, much like an overeager puppy. "Mdm. Queenie, what is it?"

Queenie's voice was weak. "A little closer."

Cassandra leaned in.

In the next instant, with a speed and force no one expected, Queenie's hand shot up, delivering a fierce slap across Cassandra's face.

Cassandra stood frozen, staring at Queenie in utter disbelief. "Why... why did you hit me?" she stammered, momentarily caught off guard.

Queenie had only slapped her once, but the effort had drained her. Her breaths came shallow and uneven. After a long pause, she finally mustered the strength to speak. "Don't even think about altering the will... or using the old one. I've already taken precautions. Mr. Herrera has handled everything."

It was only then that realization dawned on Cassandra-her schemes had been exposed.

Yet, guilt never crossed her mind. Instead, she hissed, "That traitor. How could he tattle?"

I will never let her off the hook!

to do just let you have your way?"

"Are you really not planning to give me anything? Is there nothing left of our mother-daughter bond? I've been by your side for decades! And Cecilia? She just waltzes back in and takes my place is that

biological daughter,

show kindness to an ingrate like Cassandra, someone who would never

"Get lost!" Queenie spat.

lips parting as if to argue—but before she could say

no choice

door shut behind her, Caliste hurried in. "Mdm. Queenie, are you

head weakly. "I'm

no sooner had she spoken than a

tightened in concern.

her voice strained yet firm. "I

away,"

gazing out over the city

handing over a stack

These are

my

remained as composed as ever, but whenever he faced Cecilia, a quiet guilt settled in

through them. As she scanned the

least I can do," Scorpius replied. A faint, bitter smile tugged at his lips If you ever need help in the future, you must let me