When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 482

Chapter 482 Paternity Test
News of Paula's assault had caused an uproar in Tudela, and no amount of money could resolve the situation quickly.

For the first time, Paula was gripped by overwhelming fear.

When Cecilia returned, she went to visit her in jail.

The once radiant and glamorous Paula was now a mere shadow of her former self, pale and drained.

“Where's the nanny, Cecilia?” Paula immediately asked upon seeing Cecilia.

Even though Martha had insisted that Paula was innocent, Cecilia harbored a particular resentment toward her.

“She's dead. It's all because of you.” Cecilia could no longer think of her as her mother.

After all the trouble Martha had gone through to put Paula in prison, Cecilia wasn't about to let her walk away scot-free.

“She framed me. I didn't kill her at all.”

Indifference filled Cecilia's eyes. “Who in their right mind would risk their life to frame someone?”

Seeing the look of disbelief on Cecilia's face, Paula clenched her fists in frustration. “How could I have known what she was planning? She acted like she didn't care about dying, and it left me in a tough spot!”

Her words brought an involuntary wave of bitterness to Cecilia's heart. No one is truly unafraid of dying. They just find the courage when it's for someone they care about.

She stood up and said, “Mdm. Paula, there's something I need to tell you.”

Paula asked, puzzled, “What is it?”

“Come closer,” she said.

Paula leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper only Cecilia could hear. “I know you were framed, and I even have the evidence to prove it.”

Paula's pupils suddenly constricted. “What did you say? Hand over the evidence now! You must be my witness!”

“How could I let you go so easily? My mom risked everything to put you behind bars. I came here to tell you that even if you have a chance to get out, you'll find there's nothing you can do!”

To torment someone is to strike where it hurts.

Cecilia revealed the truth to Paula deliberately, aiming to make her feel despair.

“What did you call her? I'm your real mother! Who is she to you? How could you conspire with her against me?”

With a firm grip on her phone, Elena could barely contain her excitement. “I knew it. I knew Jon isn't Vivian's son. Look, there's another child. They're twins. Nathaniel and Nicholas are twins too. Don't you think these two look exactly like they did when they were young?”

Elena pulled out childhood photos of Nathaniel and Nicholas, asking her secretary to compare them with the two boys.

After examining them, the secretary was stunned by the uncanny resemblance. “You're right. Madam. This is great news.”

Elena's excitement was palpable. “Come on, let's head to Daltonia Villa now. I want to visit my adorable grandson.”

The secretary hesitated. “Isn't it a bit inappropriate to go without evidence? Besides, Mr. Nathaniel had warned us…”

Elena, too, was afraid of dealing with Nathaniel. “What should we do then?”

“I'll figure something out on my end. How about I start by collecting a DNA sample from the child for a paternity test?” the secretary proposed.

“All right.”

Though Elena was eager for a grandson, she didn't want to recklessly claim just anyone as her own. What if the two kids turn out to be Cecilia and Calvin's children? I can't afford to make a mistake and raise someone else's kids! Come to think of it, George had confirmed that Jon was his great-grandson. Could it be that they've already conducted a DNA test?

After all, there was a possibility that the investigators she sent to look into the children's background might have made mistakes.