<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1029 Try Your Best</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s okay. If you fail, you don’t need to me yourself. All you need to do is try your best.” Nathaniel remained calm andposed, seemingly unfazed by the impending events.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zachary nodded emphatically. “I will certainly give it rily all.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In another hospital, Cassandra had waited all night, but by the next day, she still hadn’t seen Queenie arrive.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Riley, however, did arrive, “Ms. Evans.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“How’s it going? Did you find out anything?” Cassandra asked anxiously.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Riley answered, “The person I sent reported that Mdm. Queenie was at the orphanage, looking for his biological daughter.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra’s heart tightened.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She was always aware that Queenie was in search of her biological daughter. Ever since she gained understanding. Queenie had been on this relentless quest</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Even then, after more than twenty years, she was still searching.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“So many years have passed, yet she’s still searching for her biological daughter. Does she see me as invisible?” Cassandra clenched her fists tightly. “I was willing to sever my rtionship with my own mother for her sake. Why can’t she stop looking for her so–called biological daughter for me?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Riley found Cassandra’s inner thoughts truly terrifying, yet she didn’t dare to confront her. All she could do was to agree with her, ensuring she stayed in a good mood. “I think that after more than twenty years of searching without sess, finding the biological daughter now seems even more impossible.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra felt the same way, yet she was filled with fear. Queenie’s intense reaction the day before made it clear that she had stumbled upon some sort of clue.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Find some trustworthy people to discreetly follow her, Ensure she doesn’t notice them. Their task is to find out if there are any clues about her biological daughter.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right,” Riley agreed promptly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After the assistant had left, Cassandra was still shaken.</font></font>This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Originally, her only worry was that Queenie might adopt someone else. At that moment, her concern had escted to the possibility of Queenie finding her biological daughter.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A woman like Queenie would never be ambiguous toward her own daughter. There was a high chance that the Jamieson family’s wealth wouldn’t be hers anymore by then.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra couldn’t bear to stay in the hospital bed any longer. She got up and dialed Queenie’s number.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mom, where are you right now?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“My stomach hurts so much. Can youe and see me? I’m really scared. The doctor said it might be a sign of a miscarriage.” Cassandra’s voice wasced with whimper.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right. I’ll be right there.” Upon learning that Cassandra was suffering from a stomachache, Queenie had to momentarily set aside her search for her daughter.</font></font>
At that time, she was still at the orphanage. The previous day, she had reviewed the surveince footage. The visitor was a middle–aged woman who couldn’t possibly be her daughter.
Queenie surmised that this middle–aged woman could possibly be the one who had adopted her daughter. Consequently, she set people on the task of tracking down the whereabouts of this middle–aged woman.
After she left the orphanage, the people dispatched by Cassandra went inside to gather information.
Soon, Cassandra discovered something even more astonishing. “Are you saying she has information about her biological daughter?”
“Yes. I heard it from the orphanage’s caregiver. There’s surveince footage from that day. If we find the people who came that day, we can locate Queenie’s daughter.”
Cassandra felt a deep chill coursing through her body, fear overwhelming her. “You must find her before Queenie does.”
“Understood.”
At that moment, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside, apanied by the sound of Queenie reprimanding the doctor.
“If anything were to happen to my daughter and grandchild, your hospital would have hell to pay.”
The chief physician kept apologizing and saying, “I’m sorry, Mdm. Queenie.”
He was puzzled. He had thoroughly checked, and everything seemed fine. How could Cassandra be experiencing stomach pain again, even possibly facing a miscarriage?