When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 791 The Evidence

When Queenie saw Cecilia, she was reminded of the time when the latter stood alone, holding at knife in hand and uttering those words to herself.

It went without saying that if it weren’t for Cassandra, she would have greatly admired Cecilia.

“Ms. Smith, are you here to enjoy the drama too?” Queenie asked, her gaze sweeping the surroundings.

The onlookers were merely passersby outside Jamieson Group, not employees of the company.

“Of course not.” Cecilia pulled out her phone and began searching for something as she spoke. “I overheard your conversation earlier. Cassandra refused to admit that Mdm. Paula is her biological mother, and you demanded proof, right?”

Cassandra felt an inexplicable unease. “Cecilia, this is none of your business.”

Ignoring her, Cecilia fiddled with her phone, found the DNA test results, and handed them to Queenic.

Though Queenie did not understand what was going on, she still accepted the phone.

She clearly saw what was written on the report–Paula and Cassandra were mother and daughter.

Cassandra also looked over, disbelief etched on her face. “Mom, this must be a hoax.”

“How could I possibly be Paula’s daughter?” She feigned an expression of shock.

The caregiver standing by couldn’t bear it any longer. “Ms. Evans, the last time you visited Mdm. Paula, you told her that only your birth mother is your real mother. You’re only after your foster mother’s money!”

The caregiver wasn’t trying to meddle, but she simply couldn’t stand a daughter refusing to acknowledge her own biological mother.

Cassandra exploded in an instant. “What would a caregiver like you know? Are you all ganging up on me on purpose? I warn you, slander can land you in jail.”

Upon hearing about the possibility of imprisonment, the caretaker shut her mouth, not daring to speak any further.

Meanwhile, Queenie watched as her daughter flared her temper.

She had raised Cassandra and was well–acquainted with the latter’s temperament.

When Cassandra was a child, she would not get this worked up when someone accused her of something she hadn’t done. Instead, she would respond with calm disdain.

Only if she had truly done something wrong would she last out, resorting to lies.

“Cassandra, don’t get so worked up,” Queenie interjected. “The truth will prevail in the end.”

She was reluctant to believe that her own daughter, whom she had raised single–handedly, could be the person the caregiver had described.

“Mom, why are you even listening to the lies they’re spouting?” Cassandra anxiously asked. “Let’s just call the police right now and have them arrested. Let’s see if they dare to slander me then.”

At the rate things were going, she was afraid that Cecilia would reveal further information that was detrimental to her.

Cecilia tucked away her cell phone. “Mdm. Queenie, I suggest you investigate this matter.”

Upon hearing those words, Queenie couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

“No matter who gave birth to Cassandra, she is my daughter. What’s there to investigate?” As her words fell, she turned toward Paula, who looked pale and was barely holding on. “If she is indeed Cassandra’s birth mother, all I can say is I pity Cassandra for having been born by the wrong woman.”

After she finished speaking, she turned to Cassandra and said, “Let’s go.”

“Alright.”

At last, Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet, she wasn’t ready to let Cecilia and the others off the hook. “Guards, kick these individuals out.”

“I dare you!” exclaimed Cecilia.

Sven stepped forward.

In an instant, Cassandra backed off.

She then followed Queenie into the company with a gloomy look.

As the group departed, calm returned to the scene.

The caregiver helped Paula to sit down at the side. “Let’s go back to the hospital,” she suggested.

“I’m not leaving,” Paula insisted stubbornly. “I will stay here until Cassandra admits that I’m her mother.”