When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 129

Chapter 1300 See Right Through Her Lies
Cassina's gaze flickered to Cassandra before she approached Queenie. In a sudden gesture, she knelt before her. “Mom,” she said softly.

Startled, Queenie immediately stood and rushed to her side. “What's the matter? Why are you kneeling?”

“Mom, I need to ask you for a favor,” Cassina pleaded, tears brimming in her eyes. “I won't get up until you agree.”

Queenie's heart tightened as she looked at her daughter in distress. “What is it? Just say the word.”

“Mom… I want Cecilia's life. Will you help me?” Cassina's voice cracked as she spoke.

Queenie's face went pale, disbelief washing over her. “What did you just say?”

“Mom, I can't stand Cecilia anymore,” Cassina sniffled, tears falling freely now. “I feel like she's out to get me. Please help me... save me.”

Cassandra, seizing the moment, stepped forward. “Mom, I told you Cecilia was trouble. Now even Cassie can't stand her.”

But Queenie's response was unexpected. She looked sharply at Cassandra. “Do you take a life just because you dislike someone?”

Cassandra blinked in shock, taken aback by the cold retort.

Queenie stood up, turning to Cassina. “Life is precious. I don't ever want to hear you say something like that again,” she said firmly.

With that, she cast a final glance at Cassandra. “Come with me to the study,” she ordered.

Cassandra, still reeling from Queenie's rebuke, followed her mother in silence. She had assumed that with Cassina's plea, Queenie would take her side, just as she had always done in the past. But now, everything seemed to be unraveling.

Once inside the study, before Cassandra could speak, Queenie turned to her with fury in her eyes. “Why did you make Cassie say those things?”

“Huh?” Cassandra feigned innocence, “Mom, I didn't make her say anything. It was all her own idea—”

“Do you take me for a fool?” Queenie interrupted, her voice rising. “Cassie and Cecilia have no bad blood between them. Why would she suddenly want her dead? I also know what happened with you and Ralph today. You're trying to use me to get revenge, aren't you?”

Queenie's sneer was sharp. “Let me tell you something—I'd rather Ralph die out there than lift a finger to help him.”

Queenie gently patted Cassina on the shoulder and asked, “Tell me, does Cassandra often bully you when no one's around?”

Having raised Cassandra since childhood, Queenie knew all too well how willful and stubborn she could be. It was hard for her to imagine Cassandra feeling any real sympathy for her newly arrived sister.

“No.” Cassina quickly shook her head.

Queenie could tell she was lying. “I'm your mother,” she said firmly. “If something's going on, I'll help you. You don't have to be afraid of her.”

Cassina was touched by her words, but the thought of her real mother lying sick in the hospital because of her actions weighed heavily on her conscience. “Really, Cassandra has always treated me well.”

Queenie wasn't convinced. “Then why are you covering for her? Cassandra admitted she was the one who made you do this.”

Cassina's expression changed, her lips tightening. She hesitated before stammering, “I chose to help her. She didn't force me.”

Queenie, having dealt with countless people throughout her life, could see right through Cassina's words. She knew her daughter was lying.