When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1024 A Call From The Orphanage

Regaining his composure, Nicholas reigned in the hostility that had consumed him.

“I will ensure she gradually loses her temper.” Nicholas voice was gentle yet chillingly cold.

Jocelyn was finding him increas difficult to understand. Back when he was being treated in a foreign hospital, he was so gentle every day. Even when he was unable to move, he never once lost his temper or spoke harshly to her.

She had always thought that Nicholas was someone without a hint of temper.

“Mr. Rainsworth, I truly believe if you don’t harbor feelings for Ms. Evans, you should clarify it to her and call off the engagement. There’s no need to live in such torment,” Jocelyn earnestly advised.

Torment? Nicholas glanced at Jocelyn. “I’m now the CEO of Orion Corporation, able to move and walk around, even holding the lifeblood of the Rainsworth family. How could I possibly be living in torment?”

After hearing that, Jocelyn lowered her head, choosing not to say anything further.

She knew that Nicholas‘ longstanding emotional burden had always been his physical ailments.

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Inside the office, Cecilia quickly received the notice, instructing her to continue liaising with Cassandra.

The notice also mentioned that Cassandra needed to take precautions for her pregnancy and that Cecilia was expected to be ready to meet her at the hospital whenever necessary.

Cecilia knew it was clearly a deliberate attempt to stir up trouble, yet she couldn’t refuse.

Upon hearing the news, the staff from Team Five of the sales department couldn’t help but say, “Boss, you’re pregnant, too. It’s not good for you to be moving around like this.”

“Don’t worry. Just focus on your work,” she said.

Cecilia knew that she had to work harder than she ever had before.

After she had organized her subordinates‘ tasks, she took a car to the hospital to liaise with Cassandra.

Cassandra was lying on the hospital bed with Queenie seated by her side.

Seeing Cassandra in the hospital, Queenie was filled with concern. “I know you don’t like Cecilia. You could just ask someone else to give her a hard time. Why do you have to do it yourself?”

“Mom, I want to embarrass Cecilia. I just can’t stand how Nicholas always defends her,” Cassandra said, her expression pitiful. “You wouldn’t believe how arrogant she was today. She even dared to push me. Thank goodness I protected my stomach, or else your grandchild would have been in danger.”

Upon hearing these words, Queenie clenched her fists. “Cecilia is really looking for trouble.”

Queenie had initially admired Cecilia quite a bit. Despite suffering from an ear ailment at such a young Queenie also admired Cecilia’s bravery.

Back then, Cecilia, all on her own with a knife, had the audacity to seek justice for her child.

In fact, Queenie thought everything Cecilia had done was rather impressive. It was just a shame that Cecilia was Cassandra’s romantic rival.

Just at that moment, there was a knock on the door from the outside.

“Who is it?” asked Queenie.

“Cecilia,” Cecilia responded from the doorway.

“Come in.” Queenie said coldly.

When Cecilia entered, Queenie and Cassandra didn’t pay her any attention. They intended to put her in her place, but at that moment, Queenie’s phone started to ring.

Queenie answered the phone and asked, “What’s the matter?”

The one who called was the director of the orphanage.

Mdm. Queenie, we have obtained information about your biological daughter.”

Queenie’s pupils contracted, disbelief filling her eyes. “Really?” she asked.

Her voice trembled as she spoke.

“Yes. Would you like to come over?”

“Yes. I’ll be there shortly,” Queenie said, promptly ending the call.

Cassandra asked with confusion, “Mom, what’s wrong?

Upon hearing that, Queenie hesitated somewhat, ultimately choosing not to tell the whole truth. “There’s been a slight issue at the office,” she said.

“In that case, you should go check on it soon,” Cassandra suggested considerately.

“Yes.” Queenie nodded, her gaze falling coldly on Cecilia as she prepared to leave. She warned Cecilia, “Ms. Smith, my grandson was fortunate to escape unharmed today. If there is a next time, you may not be so lucky.”