Chapter 545 She and Bianca Were Indeed Mother And Daughter


    Shakira''s words hit Queenie hard like a bomb, exploding instantly! The fragments prated deep into


    her heart, making her feel throbs of pain...


    Queenie thought she had misheard her. She grabbed Shakira''s arm tightly, her pale face full of shock.


    "Shakira, what... What did you say?" "I said your daughter is alive and well. She wasn''t stillborn when


    you gave birth to her!" Shakira''s arm hurt from Queenie’s grip. She took in a cold breath and said


    bluntly, "Queen, would you please ease your grip? It hurts."


    Queenie let go of Shakira with a look of joy on her face, but then it quickly dimmed again. She


    mumbled in disbelief, "Impossible. My daughter can''t possibly be alive. I gave birth to a stillborn baby!


    The baby was so stiff that she didn''t have any warmth when I held her. I remember it clearly!"


    Queenie began to cry again at the mention of her biological daughter.


    Children were her armor and her weakness.


    Shakira took out a piece of tissue and wiped Queenie''s tears. She said with her heart aching, "Queen,


    you can''t cry any more tears. When you shed too many tears after going through a stillbirth back then,


    you couldn''t see clearly at night anymore. Do you want to go blind by not taking good care of your


    eyes? You''ve led a tough life all these years, and it''s time to know the truth. I ran into Allison when I


    was shopping yesterday, and guess what I saw and heard..."


    She told Queenie about running into Allison and another unfamiliar woman near the embroidery shop


    and the conversation she had overheard.


    Queenie was dumbfounded after hearing it!


    It took her a long time toe back to her senses. The pain in her eyes made her shake her head in


    disbelief.


    ''If what Shakira said is true...


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    ''Allison is so frightening!


    ''How hateful!''


    The weather in A City suddenly turned gloomy in the afternoon. Then, a drizzle started.


    Raindrops hit the ss window of the cafe and smudged circles of different sizes on the surface.


    Queenie sat in front of the ss window, looking at the ss of water. She kept looking outside as if


    she was waiting for something anxiously.


    "What do you want with me?" Her thoughts were interrupted by a haughty and irritated female voice.


    Queenie turned her head and saw Allison all covered in jewels.


    Allison was folding up her umbre that was dripping with raindrops and somewhat impatiently sat


    down opposite Queenie.


    "Allison, long time no see. I just wanted to catch up with you." Queenie sat there calmly, looking gentle.


    It was a stark contrast to Allison''s arrogance.


    Allison nced at Queenie with disdain in her heart. Seeing her in clothes, Allison began to criticize


    her in her heart.


    She was Mr. Norman''s wife and ran arge corporation of her own but still wore simple outfits.


    Also, Queenie did not wear any jewelry. She did not have an expensive ne around her neck or


    even simple earrings.


    The only essory was Queenie''s modest diamond ring on her ring finger.


    However, in Allison''s eyes, the tiny diamond ring was too monotonous, making her seem humble.


    She and Bianca were indeed mother and daughter. Both liked wearing in clothes and no makeup.


    Neither of them liked to wear jewelry either. It was so unpleasant to see.


    It made Allison feel better to see that the woman she once admired and envied was not as well-


    dressed as she was now.


    "You can catch up with me anytime, but you had to pick a day with such horrible weather. Do you know


    I''m busy? Besides, it''s raining heavily but you still asked me toe here. The dress I just bought will


    get dirty." Allison dramatically shook her dress as if it had been stained dirty.


    In fact, her dress was so white that no water droplets were on it.


    "Allison, the main reason I''m here today is to ask you about something." Queenie ignored Allison''s


    harsh words and looked her straight in the eye sincerely.


    "What do you want to ask? Queenie, we used to be good friends, but we haven''t been in touch for so


    many years. I don''t think we have anything to catch up on. Oh, do you want to discuss your daughter''s


    marriage to my son? I have no say in my son''s business. You know Luke has a mind of his own. I can''t


    interfere with his decisions even if I''m his mother.


    "Of course, it''s notpletely out of the question if Leia insists on marrying into the Crawford family. As


    long as she can win Luke''s heart and make him marry her willingly, I absolutely approve of their


    marriage. I don''t think you know that I like Leia very much and would like her to be my daughter-inw.


    I-"


    Allison was interrupted.


    "Allison, I didn''t ask you here today to talk about Luke and Leia''s marriage. The children have their own


    lives, and parents can''t interfere with them. Since Luke doesn''t like Leia, I''m not going to force him. I


    won''t let Leia marry into the Crawford family again no matter what!" Queenie said dispassionately.


    "Then why did you ask me here if not to talk about the children''s marriage? Is there a financial crisis in


    yourpany that requires me to persuade my son to finance yourpany? I can''t do that!" Allison


    sneered as she blew on her freshly done nails.


    "Allison, I just want to ask if my biological daughter is alive or not? Please tell me the truth!" Queenie,


    who had always been gentle, looked at Allison sternly as if to see through the woman in front of her.


    Allison''s heart skipped a beat, her pupils shrank, and her shoulders subconsciously trembled.


    She looked up at Queenie, trying to be calm. She smiled sarcastically.'' Queenie, have you gone crazy


    from missing your daughter too much? Your daughter has been dead for more than 20 years. I


    remember you holding her dead body and bawling your eyes out. Now you''re asking me if she''s alive.


    You''re so unreasonable! Take your time with your coffee. Pardon me for not staying..."


    Allison suddenly stood up, picked up her bag, and headed outside!


    However, Queenie instantly grabbed her bag and would not let go!


    She was determined not to give up until she had an answer. "Allison, did you team up with the ob-gyn


    to swap my daughter with a dead baby?"


    Allison''s guilty eyes sparkled, and her pupils shifted uncontrobly. She then said in outrage, "Queenie,


    I think you''ve gone crazy. I have no idea what you''re talking about! Let me tell you, your daughter''s


    dead because you killed her in difficultbor. You should stop daydreaming that your daughter is still


    alive, you lunatic!"


    She forcefully broke free from Queenie''s hands, grabbed her bag, and hurriedly left by stepping on her


    thin high heels. Shepletely disregarded everyone''s eyes on her!


    However, Queenie was no longer the somewhat crazy woman she was 20 years ago when she gave


    birth to a stillborn child. She was elegant, wise, and reserved.


    Queenie had been paying attention to Allison''s movements and expressions during the conversation.


    Even though she and Allison had drifted apart, she still knew her well after all their years as best


    friends.


    When Allison confronted her earlier, her shoulders had unknowingly drooped and her eyes kept looking


    to the right. Those were her unconscious behaviors when she lied. She probably had no idea about it.


    Queenie was almost certain that her biological daughter was still alive now, and she was pleasantly


    surprised by the fact!


    However, she was helplessly sad at the same time. She had not seen her daughter for so many years


    that she wondered where in the world her poor little girl was.


    Would her daughter hate her for abandoning her?