When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1743 What Should I Do

Without any hesitation, Queenie nodded and said, "Of course I'm sure. You're my very own daughter!"

Cecilia's preconceived notions about her began to fade away when she heard

that.

She pulled out her phone, scrolling through the information she had looked up a few days earlier, and handed it to Queenie.

"This is evidence of Cassandra embezzling company assets during her time at the company."

Had Queenie not expressed herself in such a way, Cecilia might not have shown her the evidence so quickly.

Queenie slowly read through it. By the time she finished, her heart had turned cold.

For all these years, she had truly nurtured an ungrateful wretch.

"I truly regret it! I regret adopting her!" Queenie clenched the phone tightly and couldn't help but succumb to another bout of violent coughing.

Seeing Queenie coughing so severely, Cecilia was about to call the doctor, but Queenie quickly stopped her. "Wait!"

"What's wrong?"

"Just get me a glass of water."

"All right."

Cecilia handed Queenie a cup of water.

After Queenie took a few sips of water, her coughing subsided.

She leaned against the pillow, resting for a good while before asking Cecilia to fetch her phone.

Queenie took her phone and called Caliste immediately. "Ms. Newton, could you come over? There's something I need you to do for me."

Having said that, she hung up the phone.

Her gaze fell upon Cecilia. "Cecilia, there's no need for you and Nathaniel to worry about this matter. Leave it all to me. I'll ensure they pay the price they deserve."

Cecilia nodded. "Okay."

Meanwhile, Cassandra had returned to her own private mansion.

After an exhausting night, she felt completely drained. All she wanted now was to rest properly. As for the future, she would take her time and plan it out later.

However, she hadn't been asleep for long when the urgent ring of a phone call jolted her awake.

Cassandra answered her phone impatiently. "What's the matter?"

The call was from Ralph.

"Cassandra, you must run now!"

Cassandra was somewhat baffled. She rubbed her eyes, her voice laced with a hint of drowsiness. "What? Everything's fine. Why would I need to run?"

In a hushed tone, Ralph said,

"Queenie has discovered that we targeted Cecilia's life. The police have surrounded me. I suspect they'll be coming for you soon. I'm hiding in the bathroom right now. You should take this opportunity to flee overseas."

Ralph's words hit Cassandra like successive peals of thunder, leaving her scalp tingling in shock.

She felt as if all her vitality had

drained away, rendering her

immobile. She could no longer hear

what the person opposite her was

saying as her head buzzed with a relentless hum.

Finally snapping back to reality, she didn't spare a thought for Ralph. She tossed

her phone aside, got up, and began to get dressed.

With little time to pack properly, Cassandra hastily stuffed her valuable items intonoveldrama

a suitcase for her imminent departure abroad.

It didn't take Cassandra long to pack up her belongings.

Carrying two massive suitcases, she was ready to step out the door when she

noticed quite a few people already staked out downstairs.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Cassandra was instantly thrown into a state of panic.

After giving it some thought, she decided to toss the suitcases out of the window. She then grabbed a rope and began to climb down from the window herself, hoping to make a swift escape.

She was determined to keep all the money.

"Ms. Evans!"

Before she even reached the ground floor, she heard a voice that was all too

familiar. She glanced back, and her heart shattered into pieces.