Chapter 1720 You Must Not Tell Ceci
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At that moment, inside a private hospital, Nathaniel stood in Queenie’s ward, his expression unreadable as he told her he already knew about her condition.
Queenie’s heart clenched with worry. She fixed her gaze on him urgently. “Nathaniel, no matter what happens, you mustn’t tell Ceci. I don’t want her to worry.”
Nathaniel’s brows furrowed, his voice low and serious. “But have you considered how devastated she would be if you kept it from her… and then you were gone?”
Nathaniel could see it clearly–Cecilia might have been outwardly rejecting Queenie, but deep down, she was already wavering. After all, she had always longed for her mother’s love.
“If you wait too long, she might end up filled with regret–for not realizing your condition sooner, for not spending more time with you, for treating you with indifference,” he said, his voice low and solemn.
Queenie knew that all too well. Her fingers tightened around the blanket.
“But I don’t want her forgiveness just because I’m sick,” she murmured. “Please understand, Nathaniel–I want to earn it on my own, with the time I have left. I don’t want Cecilia to suffer because of me.”
Nathaniel knew her intentions. “I don’t think she hasn’t forgiven you. It’s just that she can’t get past the pain in her heart. And her memory–it’s still incomplete. If you trust me, tell her the truth sooner rather than later. That way, she won’t have to live with regrets.”
Queenie stared at Nathaniel, disbelief flickering in her eyes. “Really?”
Nathaniel gave a small nod.
He knew Cecilia too well–she was too soft–hearted. It wasn’t just because Queenie was her mother; even if it were a complete stranger, she wouldn’t have the heart to be cruel.
Just then, Queenie was wracked with a violent coughing fit.
Caliste quickly stepped in, gently patting her back. It took a while before the coughing subsided.
Through ragged breaths, Queenie managed to say, “Nathaniel… could you give me a little more time? I’m not brave enough to tell Ceci everything just yet.”
“All right.” He didn’t push further–this was her choice to make.
After settling things with Queenie, Nathaniel left with a sense of relief.
Queenie watched as the ward door swung open and then shut behind him. A heavy silence filled the room before she turned to her secretary. “Do I really have to tell Ceci?”
Caliste met her gaze, agreeing with Nathaniel’s point of view. “Yes, I believe it’s necessary. Ms. Cecilia may seem indifferent, but she’s already started to care about you. It won’t be long before the misunderstandings between you two are resolved. And if she only learns about your illness later… she’ll be consumed by
et.”
Queenie exhaled slowly. She understood. But fear still gnawed at her—fear that Cecilia would only accept her because of pity, not because she truly forgave her.
After a long pause, she finally said, “All right… I’ll talk to her in a few days.”
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Chapter 1720 You Must Not Tell Ceci
Caliste nodded in quiet approval.
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As time passed, Cecilia grew more adept at managing her role within the Jamieson Group. The work had become second nature to her.
She was well aware that Cassandra had quietly reassigned key collaborations within the company and had even begun secretly moving assets. But instead of exposing her right away, Cecilia chose patience–silently gathering more evidence.
Meanwhile, Cassandra, having secured a portion of her wealth, was living quite comfortably. Every day, she wished for Queenie’s demise to come sooner.
Desperate to secure her claim, she repeatedly sought out Grover, offering a hefty reward in exchange for one thing–the will Queenie had previously written. Any updated versions were to be ignored.
However, Grover was no fool, nor was he heartless. He knew exactly who had supported and elevated him throughout the years. Without hesitation, he rejected Cassandra’s offer and relayed everything to Queenie.
Queenie lay in bed, silently listening to Grover. Her gaze occasionally drifted toward Cassandra, who stood outside.
Noticing Queenie’s lingering stare, Cassandra assumed she had a change of heart. Eagerly, she stepped forward. “Mdm. Queenie, is there something you wish to discuss with me?”
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