When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1157 Spitting Image Of You

“Mdm. Queenie, this must be the biological daughter you’ve just acknowledged, right? She’s truly the spitting image of you,” Elena said insincerely,

Queenie only nodded coldly.

Years ago, to avoid harm from her enemies, she had undergone plastic surgery, so Cassina shouldn’t resemble her current appearance.

“Yes. Cassina, this is Mdm. Elena, your sister’s future mother–in–law.”

Cassina glanced at Elena. Though Elena was over fifty, she looked more like she was in her forties, elegantly dressed and well- maintained. Standing beside her, Cassina felt like an ugly duckling.

“Hello, Mdm. Elena” she said timidly.

Then she tugged on Dylan. “Dylan, say hello to Grandma Elena.”

Feeling overwhelmed in the unfamiliar place, Dylan shyly hid behind his mother when he saw Elena.

Queenie explained. “This is my grandson. He and my daughter were only recently reunited with me, so he’s still a bit shy. Please don’t mind him.”

“Of course not,” Elena responded with a warm smile.

At this moment, Cecilia stepped forward “Mdm Queenie, Ms. Cassina, I’ve arranged for someone to take you to rest. Your rooms are all prepared. You can discuss the wedding arrangements with my mother later.”

Both of her daughters didn’t like Cecilia, so Queenie didn’t care much for her either.

Without acknowledging Cecilia, Queenie turned to Elena and said, “We’ll go rest first, then.”

“Okay.”

Once the group had left, Elena breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t for any particular reason other than Queenie’s overwhelming presence. She had been completely overshadowed.

After all, Elena had been out of the business world for years, while Queenie remained the CEO of Jamieson Group. Their statuses were worlds apart.

“Ceci, what exactly did you do to offend Cassina? Was it just that minor incident last time?” Elena asked, puzzled.

If it were just a misunderstanding, Queenie wouldn’t be so petty.

Cecilia couldn’t possibly tell her it was also because of Cassandra.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“There were some misunderstandings between Mdm. Queenie and me,” Cecilia replied but said no more.

Elena nodded slightly. “Well, if it’s just a misunderstanding, that’s not so bad. Don’t get on her bad side, though. Queenie can be incredibly magnanimous at times, but other times she’s terribly petty. And most importantly, she fiercely protects those close to her. It’s said that she is most protective of her own.”

“Got it.” Cecilia nodded. I’ve already offended her,

Queenie and Cassina were resting in their room. Having heard they’d arrived, Cassandra rushed over, her face full of joy.

“Mom! I missed you so much!” she cried, immediately wrapping her arms around Queenie and refusing to let go.

Feeling exasperated, Queenie said, “You’re about to get married. Stop acting like a child.”

“No, I’ll always be your daughter and always a child to you,” Cassandra said playfully.

ssina and Dylan watched them from aside. Afraid that Cassina might feel upset, Queenie gently pulled Cassandra away.

Without hesitation, Cassandra began listing off everything she wanted.

Queenie arranged for it all to be taken care of Cassina sat quietly on the side, listening to the many things Cassandra mentioned–things she had never even heard of

She thought back to her own wedding, which was so simple it hardly even had a ceremony.

“Thanks, Mom”

Cassandra then asked, “By the way, Mom, how much dowry are you preparing for me! As the only daughter of the Jamieson family, it can’t be too little.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your dowry is unmatched by anyone else,” Queenie assured her.

Though Cassandra wasn’t Queenie’s biological daughter, Queenie had given her everything.