<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1075 Saving Cassina</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“They’re at Cassandra’s private mansion,” Cecilia replied.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Bailey was taken aback. “How did they end up in Cassandra’s mansion?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m not quite sure of the reason either.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s probably because I offended herst time. I’ll call her now and ask her to let my daughter go.” Bailey was about to make a phone call when Cecilia stopped her, saying, “Wait.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ms. Smith, what’s the matter?” asked Bailey, puzzled.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t think it’s a good idea to confront her directly at this moment. We’re still not sure why she took your daughter and her family away. I suspect she has ulterior motives. If we act hastily now, it might put your daughter in danger,” exined Cecilia.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Bailey was a straightforward person, struggling to understand the intricacies of the situation. “Did she not do that because I stood up for Mdm. Pa?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t think so. No one does this over such a trivial matter.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What should we do now? Are we just going to stand by and watch?” Bailey was frantic with worry.</font></font>Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After some thought, Cecilia finally said, “Let’s go straight to her mansion and bring them out.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Catching Cassandra off guard could potentially allow them to whisk away Cassina and her family.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sven was behind the wheel, with Cecilia by his side. They first picked up Bailey, then headed straight to Cassandra’s private mansion.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In anticipation of potential conflicts that might ariseter, Cecilia had even asked Sven to bring some of his men along.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Bailey kept expressing her gratitude to Cecilia on their way there. “Ms. Smith, I truly can’t thank you enough. If it weren’t for you, I honestly wouldn’t have known what to do.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“There’s no need for such formality,” Cecilia said. She didn’t do that just to earn Bailey’s gratitude.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">They chatted throughout the journey, finally arriving at Cassandra’s private mansion. The sight of an unfamiliar car approaching immediately put the bodyguards inside on high alert.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia and Bailey stepped out of the car.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Who are you looking for?” the security guard at the entrance asked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“We’re here to see Ms. Evans,” said Cecilia,</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing that they were looking for Cassandra, the security guard assumed they were friends and didn’t think much of it. “Why did she ask you to look for her here? Let me give her a call to check. Perhaps there’s been a mistake with the address.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">to open the door.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia and Bailey had just entered when the bodyguards tried to stop them. However, Sven’s men quickly got into a fight with them.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The mor outside drew the attention of Cassina and the others, who hid in the room they were confined in.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cassina pushed open the door, she saw her aged mother standing next to a young and beautiful woman.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mom!” Her face instantly lit up with joy as she pushed the door open and dashed toward Bailey.</font></font>
“Cassie!” Bailey hadn’t expected her daughter to really be confined here.
Cassandra’s so petty! How can she lock my Cassie up over such a trivial matter?
Cassina’s husband, Caleb Malone, emerged with his son, Dn Malone.
Dn ran toward Bailey, calling out, “Grandma!”
“Mom, what on earth is going on?” Cassina questioned, puzzled.
Bailey was about to exin when Cecilia interrupted her, “Now is not the time for chit–chat. I’m afraid we might not be able to leave once Cassandra arrives.”
“Yeah, let’s go first,” Bailey said.
The group swiftly got into the car and left.
The bodyguards here were simply no match for Sven’s men. They could do nothing but watch helplessly as Cecilia and her group took Cassina and her family away.
As soon as Cassandra received the call, she rushed over to find the bodyguards battered and bruised, their faces and bodies covered in injuries.