When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1080 Pretend To Be Nice To Cassina

Excitement shone in Cassandra’s eyes. “What are the results?”

“They have no blood relation whatsoever,” the assistant replied.

In an instant, Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief.

Cassina isn’t Queenie’s daughter. Great!

The joy in Cassandra’s eyes was impossible to hide. She was on the verge of revealing the truth to Queenie, but then she remembered the warning Queenie had given her just now.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Since Cassina isn’t Queenie’s daughter, I might as well take this opportunity to treat Cassina well to improve Queenie’s impression of me,” Cassandra said to herself.

Cassandra was aware that the truth about Cassina not being Queenie’s biological daughter would eventually come to light. There was no need for her to rush things; she could play along with Cassina for now, demonstrating to Queenie that she felt no jealousy. By doing so, when Queenie learned the truth, she would be consumed by guilt toward Cassandra.

Upon thinking of this, Cassandra headed toward Cassina’s room.

Cassina immediately became tense when she saw Cassandra enter.

A butler was stationed in the room, and his demeanor shifted to one of vigilance as soon as Cassandra entered. Queenie had made it clear that caring for Cassina and Dylan was his top priority, and he had been instructed to inform her immediately if Cassandra came to stir up trouble.

The butler knew that Cassina was Queenie’s legitimate daughter, so he treated Cassina with more respect.

“Ms. Cassandra, may I ask why you’re here?” the butler inquired. “Mdm. Queenie said that Ms. Cassina and Mr. Dylan needed their rest. Unless it’s urgent, they are not to be disturbed by anyone else.”

Cassandra knew that Queenie had hired this butler from Drocver. I can’t believe she assigned him to look after Cassina and Dylan.

Cassandra scoffed inwardly, wondering if Queenie would regret it once she knew the truth.

“Mr. Wilkinson, I’m here just to visit my little sister. Don’t worry, I won’t mistreat her.”

After Cassandra finished speaking, she turned to Cassina, who appeared visibly uneasy. With a gentle smile, she retrieved a crystal–clear gemstone necklace and handed it to her “Cassina, since this is our first meeting, I wanted to give you something special, even though I didn’t prepare any gifts. This necklace was given to me by our mother when I was a child, and I know she truly wished for you to have it. So now, it’s yours,”

Cassina raised her hand, bashfully declining it, “No need, you keep it.”

Cassandra’s attention was captured by the jade bracelet on her wrist, Queenie’s cherished possession, rumored to be worth a staggering hundred million Azanian currency. Cassandra had once asked for it, but Queenie had promised to buy her another instead. To her surprise, as soon as Cassina returned, Queenie bestowed the bracelet upon her, clearly demonstrating her favoritism despite insisting that she loved Cassandra just as much.

Cassandra’s fists tightened, her smile failing to reach her eyes. “Cassina, are you dismissing my necklace just because you have a precious bracelet? This necklace is worth tens of millions as well, you know”

Tens of millions?

Cassina was astonished by how extravagant splurging that much money on jewelry,

“No, I just-” Before Cassina could finish, Cassandra pressed the necklace into her hand.

“I have to work today. When the weekend comes, let me know your clothing size, and I’ll have someone bring over some options for you to choose from. And if Dylan needs anything, just let me know.” After saying her piece, Cassandra then took her leave.

The butler, Ivan Wilkinson, had never been particularly fond of Cassandra, but her unexpectedly generous gesture today took him by surprise. He promptly informed Queenie of the incident.

Queenie was well aware that Cassandra had always cherished the gemstone necklace she had given her, having worn it for over a decade. She never anticipated that Cassandra would pass it on to Cassina. This left her questioning whether she had misjudged Cassandra all along.

Queenie ordered her subordinates to halt the investigation into Cassandra’s abduction of Cassina and her family. “They are both my daughters,” she stated firmly “It’s best if they can get along.”

Meanwhile, as Cecilia arrived at the office, she made a point to call Bailey and check if Cassandra was causing them any trouble.