When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1721

Chapter 1721 A Traitor
Queenie curled a finger, beckoning her closer. “Come here.”

Cassandra rushed over without hesitation, much like an overeager puppy. “Mdm. Queenie, what is it?”

Queenie's voice was weak. “A little closer.”

Cassandra leaned in.

In the next instant, with a speed and force no one expected, Queenie's hand shot up, delivering a fierce slap across Cassandra's face.

Cassandra stood frozen, staring at Queenie in utter disbelief. “Why... why did you hit me?” she stammered, momentarily caught off guard.

Queenie had only slapped her once, but the effort had drained her. Her breaths came shallow and uneven. After a long pause, she finally mustered the strength to speak. “Don't even think about altering the will... or using the old one. I've already taken precautions. Mr. Herrera has handled everything.”

It was only then that realization dawned on Cassandra—her schemes had been exposed.

Yet, guilt never crossed her mind. Instead, she hissed, “That traitor. How could he tattle?”

I will never let her off the hook!

“What was he supposed to do—just let you have your way?” Queenie shot back.

Cassandra's throat tightened. “Mom... no, Mdm. Queenie,” she corrected herself bitterly. “Are you really not planning to give me anything? Is there nothing left of our mother-daughter bond? I've been by your side for decades! And Cecilia? She just waltzes back in and takes my place—is that fair?”

Once, Queenie had believed that even after finding her biological daughter, she shouldn't cast aside the one she had raised.

But now, she saw the truth with brutal clarity—she had been utterly wrong. There was no need to show kindness to an ingrate like Cassandra, someone who would never be satisfied no matter how much she was given.

“Get lost!” Queenie spat.

Cassandra clutched her stinging cheek, her lips parting as if to argue—but before she could say another word, the bodyguard had already stepped forward, ready to escort her out.

She had no choice but to leave.

As soon as the door shut behind her, Caliste hurried in. “Mdm. Queenie, are you all right?”

Queenie shook her head weakly. “I'm fine.”