When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1167 Have We Met Before

As Cecilia brought fruits to the two children, she overheard Dylan speaking. There was something oddly familiar about Cassina and Dylan that she couldn’t quite place, but now, hearing his words, a memory sparked.

Suddenly, it all clicked. Cecilia remembered saving Bailey and her family.

Could it be that Dylan and Cassina are related to Mdm. Bailey!

She stepped closer. “Dylan, is your granny’s last name Moore?” Cecilia asked.

Dylan nodded. “Yes, everyone calls her Bailey Moore.”

That confirmed it for Cecilia. She quickly recalled the details about Bailey, who had initially taken care of Paula, a ne name was unmistakable.

Cecilia smacked her forehead in disbelief. How could my memory be this bad? It’s like I’ve got face blindness

She couldn’t believe she hadn’t recognized Cassina all this time. Maybe it had been too dark the night she rescued them, and she hadn’t focused on their faces

But still, Cassina should’ve recognized me, right? I saved her after all, and surely Mdm. Bailey would’ve mentioned my name to her daughter

Cecilia’s mind swirled in confusion. Why hadn’t Cassina acknowledged her? It didn’t make sense. To make things worse, after helping Cassina and her family, Cecilia had lost contact with Bailey altogether. That last phone call from Bailey suddenly came rushing back to her memory.

Could something have happened?

She quickly dialed Sven. “Sven, can you look into Mdm. Bailey, the woman who used to take care of Paula? Start from the beginning of this month. Something feels off”

At that time, she didn’t quite catch what Bailey had said over the phone. When she went to the older woman’s residence, Cecilia found out that she had moved out and didn’t delve much further into the matter.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Understood” Sven didn’t ask questions.

With the investigation set in motion, Cecilia decided she needed to probe Cassina subtly when she came to pick up Dylan.

That evening, Cassina arrived for dinner. Cecilia invited her to sit down and rest for a bit, offering her a cup of coffee.

“Ms. Cassina, I can’t shake the feeling that we’ve met before. Are you sure our first meeting was at the company? You seem really familiar to me. Maybe we’ve crossed paths somewhere else?” Cecilia asked, watching Cassina’s reaction closely.

Cassina’s hands trembled slightly as she held her cup. She wasn’t used to lying, and Cecilia’s questions were hitting too close to home.

“I–I don’t think so.” Cassina stammered. “People say I have a common face. Maybe I just remind you of someone.”

Cecilia didn’t believe her for a second. She knew Cassina was hiding something. To avoid any mistakes, Cecilia had already asked Sven to dig into Bailey’s background. The investigation had confirmed everything, including Cassina’s identity. There was no way this was just a case of mistaken identity.

“All right, I thought you might be related to a caretaker I used to know,” Cecilia said casually.

Clang!

The cup in Cassina’s hand slipped and crashed to the floor, water spilling everywhere.

“I’m so sorry!” Cassina exclaimed, quickly getting up to clean the mess.

Before she could move, the housekeepers rushed over. “Ms. Cassina, please take a seat, we’ll handle it.”

Cassina seemed panicked, avoiding sitting down again. She clearly didn’t want to engage in more conversation with Cecilia,

“Ms. Smith, I really can’t stay any longer. My mom is waiting for me and Dylan,” she said, trying to make a hasty exit.

Cecilia knew better than to push further. “All right, I’ll walk you out,” she offered politely.

“Thank you,” Cassina muttered, clearly eager to leave.

As soon as Cassina called for Dylan, the boy, who was playing happily, protested. “I don’t want to go! I want to have dinner with Elliot!”