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.”