When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 454

Chapter 454 What Are You Guys Doing
Paula's face turned beet red, and she looked at Cecilia in disbelief. She had never expected her once obedient daughter to raise a hand against her. Cecilia, too, was surprised at herself, her hand trembling slightly.

“Mdm. Paula, please mind your language,” Nathaniel warned, his voice cold. “If there's a next time, the consequences will be more severe than just a slap.”

Paula stood frozen, trying to gather her wits. She was about to confront Cecilia when several bodyguards rushed over and restrained her. Paula was pinned down in the snow, her noble demeanor shattered, leaving her looking utterly disheveled.

“Let me go! Let me go! I was disciplining my own daughter—what right do you have to stop me?” Paula screamed, struggling against the bodyguards.

Without Nathaniel's permission, the bodyguards held their grip. Cecilia, hearing Paula's outburst, found it incredibly amusing. Normally, Paula would never admit that Cecilia was her daughter. But now, just to confront her, she was repeatedly claiming it.

Cecilia clenched her fists. “Throw her out. I don't want to see her,” she ordered.

Nathaniel gave a signal, and the bodyguards began to escort Paula away. The commotion had caught Martha's attention, and she stepped outside to investigate.

“What's going on?” Martha asked, her voice full of concern.

“Don't worry, you should go inside and rest. It's cold out here,” Cecilia said, assisting Martha back inside.

As Paula was taken away, she saw Cecilia and the elderly woman sharing a warm moment, their bond evident. A quiet grudge formed in Paula's heart against Martha.

Cecilia helped Martha back to her room to rest, and afterward, she suggested that Elliot take a break as well. Though settled in his small room, Elliot kept a close eye on everything that was happening.

Cecilia couldn't shake the thoughts of how Paula had fiercely protected Cassandra. When she returned to her room, she took out a strand of Paula's hair, which she had plucked during the engagement party.

She dialed a number and asked, “Did you manage to get a sample from Cassandra?”

“I just got it today,” the person on the other end replied. He was someone Cecilia had asked Sven to find, capable of handling sensitive matters.