When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 473

Chapter 473 Do Not Need A Sister
Cassandra watched as Cecilia walked in, bundled up tightly, with only her clean, fair face showing.

She had to admit, Cecilia was truly beautiful. Her features were delicate, but it was her eyes that stood out the most - they were just like something out of a painting.

Despite dressing heavily, Cecilia's shapely figure was still subtly discernible.

Cassandra knew she wasn't lacking in any way, yet in the presence of Cecilia, it felt as if she was somehow inferior.

“What you sent me is useless against me. Don't waste your energy; I'm not someone who's easily frightened.” Cassandra took the initiative to speak first.

In her mind, Cecilia wondered why, if Cassandra wasn't afraid, she had arrived earlier than herself. Nonetheless, she didn't expose Cassandra but instead presented a DNA test report, handing it over to her.

Cassandra took the item with a hint of confusion. As she opened it and looked inside, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

“You've been investigating me?”

In her hands, Cassandra held a paternity test report. However, her first response wasn't to question the parent-child relationship indicated in the report but rather, to reprimand Cecilia for investigating her.

Realizing that, Cecilia felt herself go cold.

“You've known all along that you're Paula's daughter,” Cecilia stated matter-of-factly.

Cassandra was afraid that she might tell Queenie, her nominal mother, about this matter, so she quickly clarified, “I only found out from Paula after I returned home yesterday that you are my biological sister.” Cassandra reached out and held Cecilia's hand. “If I had known earlier, I would never have hurt you. We are sisters, after all. I'm not Magnus.”

Cecilia, however, promptly withdrew her hand, her eyes filled with indifference.

Frankly speaking, compared to Stella, Cassandra's acting skills were far inferior.

Having been burned by Stella in the past, there was no way Cecilia would so readily trust Cassandra now.

“I came here to tell you this, not to form any sisterly bond with you, but to warn you. If there's a next time, don't blame me for not being polite.”

Cassandra's face stiffened.

“Dad, I miss you so much.”

The cold wind howled, her only response was gust after gust of chilling breeze.

Cecilia didn't care much, standing in the cemetery for a long time.

She was unaware that, at that very moment, an unexpected guest had arrived at their home in Sparaville.

Elliot had been escorted to the hospital for a routine check-up by Sven, while Martha and the housekeepers stayed at home.

Clad in opulence, Paula stood in the modest living room, her eyes and tone filled with arrogance. “Martha, how fortunate you are to have my daughter take care of you in your old age. As her biological mother, it truly chills my heart.”

Paula took in the caregiver tending to Martha, as well as the chef in the kitchen. Despite the place being small, it had everything necessary.

Upon hearing this, Martha scoffed, “Some women only give birth but don't bother to raise their children. And yet, they dare to call themselves 'mothers.' It's truly laughable.”