Chapter 1588 Cassandra And Her Act

"I thought she'd be more beautiful. With such a long scar on her face, what wealthy family would be interested in her?" a girl whispered.

They had assumed that Cecilia had come to talk to them, and they each sat upright, exuding an air of superiority.

To their surprise, Cecilia walked straight past them, ending up right in front of Queenie.

"Mdm. Queenie, Ms. Evans, is there anything you need" Cecilia asked politely.

Queenie immediately stood up.

Upon hearing Cecilia say Queenie's name, the girls in front turned around one by one to look over.

Sure enough, Queenie was behind them. This bridesmaid actually knows Mdm. Queenie? Is she here to establish a connection with Mdm. Queenie? Queenie shook her head. "Mom's fine. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Mom?

Those girls who had looked down on Cecilia were instantly taken aback.

Is she Cecilia? The wife of Nathaniel and the biological daughter of Queenie?"

"Ah, so she's Cecilia!"

They engaged in a hushed discussion. Even though Queenie couldn't hear what they were saying, she could roughly guess what they were thinking.

She deliberately stepped forward. "Ceci, I'm your mother. You don't have to be so formal."

Cassandra also approached. "That's right. We're all family."

The girls who were gossiping were shocked. It turned out that the person they had looked down upon was actually Queenie's daughter. She was not here to curry favor with Queenie. When Cecilia walked over, she could vaguely hear the girl's whispers of disapproval, feeling the weight of their scornful gazes.

She knew that Queenie only said that to help her out of the difficult situation, and she felt somewhat grateful.

"If there's nothing else, I should get back to work."

"All right, go on," Queenie said, smiling gently.

After Cecilia left, Queenie's gaze shifted toward the girl, and her gaze turned sharp. "Not everyone is like you."

Upon hearing Queenie's words, the girls blushed with mbarrassment, lowered their heads, and quickly left the scene.

Cassandra observed all this very clearly. So she was standing up for Cecilia. I was wondering why she suddenly spoke up. "Mom, I'm going to the restroom. Can you wait here for me, please?" Cassandra asked.

Queenie nodded. "All right. Come back soon."

"Got it."

Cassandra got up and headed toward, the direction of the restroom.

Cecilia was on her way toward the restroom too.

Cassandra quickened her pace, soon catching up with Cecilia. "Cecilia."

Cecilia paused in her tracks, looking back at her, "Ms. Evans, is there

.mething you need?"

"I just want to make amends with you. After all, it's better to make friends than to make enemies," Cassandra said softly. She looked sincere. Cecilia stood where she was. "I don't think that's necessary. I'm happy with the way we are now."

She didn't like Cassandra one bit.

Suddenly, Cassandra grasped

Cecilia's hand with earnestness. "I mean it. The misunderstandings between us before-those were just that, misunderstandings. I've realized that Nicholas and I aren't a good match. And, well, we're both daughters of our mother. We're family, Cecilia. We should stick together. Can't we just put the past behind us? Don't stay mad at me."

Cecilia tried to pull her hand away, but just then, Cassandra noticed someone approaching. Seizing the opportunity, she deliberately sank to the ground in a dramatic gesture. noveldrama

"You wouldn't come home with me, fine," she said, her voice laced with feigned hurt. "But you couldn't just push me away like that. After all, I'm your sister, even if I'm adopted. You really shouldn't treat me this way." She put on a pitiful act, hoping to stir some sympathy.

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