When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 695 Play Both Sides

The caregiver, with her quick reflexes, caught Paula, preventing her from hitting the ground.

Paula was panting heavily. Once she had settled herself back down, she pointed at Cecilia while addressing the caregiver. “You see? This is my wonderful daughter. She’s just an ungrateful leech. a disobedient daughter. All she did was ask me for money, and when I refused, she even threatened to take legal action!”

Upon hearing this, the caregiver looked at Cecilia in disbelief.

At her age, she was quite accurate in judging people and had never really made any mistakes.

The child in front of her had a gentle look in her eyes, devoid of any malice. It was impossible to discern any signs of her being an unfilial daughter.

Cecilia offered no explanation, she simply said, “You don’t have any money, I’ll get it from the Evans family.”

She had evidence that proved Paula had given all the money to the Evans family.

“How dare you!” Paula exclaimed, her eyes blazing with anger.

In her eyes, Cecilia was nothing more than a trivial jester at that time.

Cecilia glanced around, not intending to leave just yet. “Where’s Cassandra?” she asked, “Why hasn’t your obedient daughter come to see you?”

Fuming, Paula picked up an object and threw it at Cecilia.

But Cecilia, quick on her feet, skillfully dodged each attack.

“From now on, I’ll make time to visit you every week,” Cecilia declared. “After all you’ve always

said blood is thicker than water. I’ll be here to watch you slowly wither away!”

The reason she spoke this way was because earlier that day, Sven had informed her that Paula was indeed connected to her father’s death.

However, too much time had passed, making it difficult for him to uncover what exactly Paula had done to Regas.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Paula was still breathing heavily even after she left.

The caregiver was somewhat puzzled. “Don’t you only have one daughter?”

Paula scoffed, “That thing we just saw was less than an animal, not my daughter at all. My laughter is a renowned dancer, her name is Cassandra. You can easily find her online!

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The caregiver was doubtful if one were to say that Cecilia was no better than a beast, at least she had come to visit.

Her daughter, the renowned dancer, hadn’t even bothered to visit once.

After leaving the hospital, Cecilia instructed Norman to take legal action.

She could hardly wait, she was determined to reclaim all of the Smith family’s wealth.

Instead of returning to Daltonia Villa, Cecilia spent her time visiting Jonathan at the kindergarten. By next week, Jonathan would be joining his classmates on a vacation abroad.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, numerous mothers were waiting.

Helen was the first to spot Cecilia. She quickly waved at her. “Ms. Cecilia.”

Cecilia walked toward her as Meredith stood by her side.

Meredith, also known as the parent of a child named Conrad, was Zeke’s first wife.

Conrad’s biological mother was quite a character, exceptionally arrogant. If it hadn’t been for the incident with Jonathan, which was broadcasted all over the internet, things might have been different.

If it hadn’t been for Zachary’s involvement, Zeke wouldn’t have dismissed her for fear of offending Zachary.

For this reason, Meredith had always been grateful to Cecilia.

“Long time no see.”

“Long time no see.”

They shook hands.

At that moment, the other moms in the vicinity also came over.

“Ms. Cecilia, you’re here quite early.” Priscilla was the first to greet her.

If it hadn’t been for her last–minute complaint to Miranda, Cecilia wouldn’t have lost in the initial election for the president of the parents‘ association.

Cecilia gave her a cold look and offered no response.

Helen and Meredith also paid no mind to this woman, who was habitually playing both sides.

Feeling bored, Priscilla thought of striking up a conversation with the other mothers. However, to her surprise, they seemed to have taken a dislike to her due to Cecilia

She found herself completely isolated.

At that moment, a figure oozing arrogance approached from a distance, accompanied by a Priscilla’s eyes lit up, she immediately went over to ingratiate herself. “Ms. Miranda, you’re here.”