When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 786 Far More Important Than Queenie

“Do you really hate me that much, Cassandra? Do you truly want me to die soon?” Paula whispered from under the covers, afraid that the person in the next bed might overhear her.

Her voice was especially hoarse.

Thinking back, Paula couldn’t help but feel heartbroken. The daughter she had always been proud of, the one she had loved unconditionally and even compromised her own principles for, had just told her adoptive mother how much she despised her, found her repulsive, and even wished for her early death!

It was perhaps only at this moment that Paula could fully understand the harsh words she had once spoken to Cecilia.

“Mom, you misunderstood,” Cassandra quickly lied, trying to cover her tracks. “Queenie was with me earlier. You know how much she dislikes you. I had to lie to please her. Don’t take what I said. seriously. You’re my real mother. You’re far more important than Queenie, right?”

Paula no longer believed a word Cassandra said.

Her eyes grew colder. “Am I really more important than Queenie?”

“Of course.”

“Then go and tell Queenie the truth–that I’m actually your biological mother, that I gave birth to you,” Paula demanded.

Cassandra’s eyes narrowed. She nearly called Paula a crazy woman.

“Mom, are you joking? If Queenie knew I was your biological daughter, do you think she’d still leave the Jamieson family inheritance to me?”

Paula clenched her phone tightly. “What’s more important? That money or your own mother?”

“Mom, listen. Once Queenie has written her will and is close to dying, I’ll tell her the truth, okay?” Cassandra offered.

“She won’t even die before I do!” Paula said, deeply disappointed. “If you don’t have the courage to tell Queenie, then I will.”

At this, Cassandra finally dropped her long–hidden mask.

“Don’t you dare!” she shouted,

Paula was startled by her sudden outburst.

Cassandra quickly softened her tone. “Mom, if you tell Queenie, I’ll kill myself! Without the Jamieson family fortune, I’ll be nothing. Dad already took all of the Evans family’s money. Do you want me to end up on the streets?”

Paula’s heart softened once again.

“I..”

“You used to be a dancer, right? Can’t you rely on yourself?” Paula’s words would have shocked Cecilia if she had overheard them.

Cassandra scoffed bitterly. “Everyone knows my success was bought by Queenie. Do you really think I have your talent? If I had your talent, I wouldn’t have chosen to get married and have children!”

Her words cut Paula deeply, leaving her defenseless.

Cassandra was essentially blackmailing her with her own life, forcing Paula to keep quiet about the truth. Once again, Paula had to compromise her principles.

It really seemed like this world had a way of making everyone meet their match.

Noticing Paula talking quietly under the covers, the caregiver guessed she was speaking to her ungrateful daughter.

“Mdm. Paula, not to meddle, but we really shouldn’t favor one child over others.”

Paula lifted the blanket, her lips pale. “You don’t understand.”

The caretaker shook her head, changed her medication, and then left.

Once alone, Paula pondered for a moment before calling Cassandra again. “Cassandra, if I had at way for you to get a large sum of money, would you be willing to tell Queenie the truth?”

Even now, Paula still held onto a sliver of hope for her daughter.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

She believed in the strength of blood ties.

“Really? Then I’ll stop by tomorrow.”

Excited by the prospect of more money, she didn’t hesitate and hurried over early the next day.

Seeing her, the caregiver didn’t hide her displeasure and got busy in a corner.

“Mom, what’s the plan you mentioned?” Cassandra asked eagerly

“I know how to invalidate Cecilia’s will.”

Paula had been keeping this secret for years, never revealing it to anyone.