When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1407 Unveiled Truth

Upon discovering the situation, Cassandra immediately called Queenie. When Queenie confirmed she was indeed meeting with Cecilia, Cassandra's heart sank into panic. "Mom, let me go with you. I'm sure Cecilia is up to no good. Don't you remember the last time? She showed up with a knife and threatened you!"

Queenie hesitated, her daughter's words igniting a spark of caution. "You're right. I almost forgot about that. Don't worry. This time, I'll bring my bodyguard. I doubt she'll try anything." "Mom, I'm worried. I can't let you go alone." Cassandra was already climbing into her car. "Send me the address. You're my rock, Mom. I can't afford to lose you."

Relenting under her daughter's insistence, Queenie sighed. "Fine." She sent the address, a flicker of warmth softening her heart. Cassandra still cared.

Caliste, who had overheard the conversation, chimed in, "Ms. Evans might seem sharp, but it's clear she really loves you."

Queenie chuckled softly. "Oh, her? She's just spoiled from all my love. But honestly, I do worry. If I were to go before her, what would she do?"

"Mdm. Queenie, you'll surely live a long and healthy life," Caliste reassured her with a flattering smile.

Queenie sighed, shaking her head. "I wish. But I know my body. I went through so much when I was younger. I'll be content if I make it to my sixties or seventies." As they spoke, they arrived at the restaurant where Queenie was meeting Cecilia.

Cassandra hadn't arrived yet, so Queenie went upstairs first with her secretary, who doubled as her bodyguard.

In the private room, Cecilia sat quietly, gazing out the window. Her nerves were frayed, her mind replaying endless possibilities of what this meeting might bring.

Finally, the sound of approaching footsteps reached her ears. Turning her head, she saw Queenie stride in, dressed sharply in professional attire, with her secretary close behind.

"Ms. Smith, let's cut to the chase. What is it you want to talk about?" Queenie's voice was brisk and sharp. She didn't bother sitting before continuing, "Let me guess-this is about Cassina? I never thought you'd stoop so low as to meddle in other people's lives."

Under ordinary circumstances, Cecilia would have snapped back. But this time, as she gazed at Queenie, her thoughts scattered, and she simply stared.

Queenie pulled out the chair and sat

down gracefully, fixing Cecilia with a sharp, penetrating gaze. "But meddling always comes with a price," she said, her tone laced with menace.

She fully expected her words to ignite a fire in Cecilia, provoking a storm of anger or indignation. To

surprise, Cecilia's face remained

calm. Instead of reacting, she simply looked at Queenie with a complex mix of emotions in her eyes.

Growing uncomfortable under Cecilia's gaze, Queenie asked bluntly, "Is there something on my face?"

Upon hearing this, Cecilia shook her head, snapping back to reality. "No."NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Reaching into her bag, she pulled out an envelope and slid it across the table. "I called you here to show you this."

Queenie's eyes narrowed as she picked up the envelope, her expression shifting as she read the title: DNA Test.

Flipping through the document, her hands began to tremble. Behind her, Caliste glanced over her shoulder, her eyes widening in shock.

Behind her the secretary peeked

over her shoulder and caught sight of the report. Her eyes widened in shock as the DNA test declared Cecilia and Queenie to be biological mother and daughter.

This has to be a joke!

Before Queenie could fully process what she'd just read, the door burst open, and Cassandra stormed in, her voice sharp with concern. "Mom, are you okay?"

Her eyes darted to the papers in Queenie's hands, and as she read the words, a chill ran through her.

Recovering quickly, Cassandra glared at Cecilia. "Have you no shame, Cecilia? First, you had Cassina pretend to be my mom's daughter, and now you're making this claim yourself?"

Queenie's trembling subsided, replaced by icy composure. Her red-rimmed eyes locked onto Cecilia. "Speak up. Where did you forge this report?"