When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1407

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.”