<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1109 Introducing Cassina To High Society</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Naturally, Nathaniel couldn’t answer her at that moment. Instead, he simply reached out and held Cecilia in his arms.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was taken aback.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Nathaniel.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel lowered his head, drawing closer to her face. “Time for sleep.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sleep…</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia chuckled, wishing she could have recorded his current state to show him once he was better.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She tucked in the covers and gently patted Nathaniel’s shoulder. “All right, time for bed”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia turned off the lights, closed her eyes, and quickly drifted into dreand.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The next day, before dawn had even broken, the insistent ringing of a phone call jolted Cecilia awake from her slumber.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon picking up her phone, Cecilia saw that it was a call from Bailey the caregiver.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What could she possibly want at this hour?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Could it be that Cassandra was stirring up trouble for them again?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ms. Smith… save… save…”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia answered the phone, she could hear the caregiver’s weary voiceing from the other end.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mdm. Bailey, what’s wrong?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">There was no response from the other end, only the faint sound of a man’s voice could be heard. “D*mn, who did this woman call?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The call ended.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Realizing what had transpired, Cecilia quickly got out of bed and hurried toward Bailey’s home.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">By the time she rushed over here, she heard from the neighbor next door that Bailey had moved out long ago and no longer lived in the area.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia found it a bit odd. She asked the neighbors about Bailey’s recent activities.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The neighbor shook their head, indicating to her that they weren’t sure.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">On her way back, Cecilia tried calling Bailey again. However, no matter how many times she tried, the call just wouldn’t go through.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She didn’t have much time to meddle in other people’s affairs. All she did was make a call to Sven, asking him to spare some time to check if something had happened to Pa.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As expected, a new colleague arrived at thepany today, and it was none other than Charlotte.</font></font>RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Charlotte was a top student from abroad, boasting a range of outstanding achievements that showcased her exceptional talent and intellect.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After her morning interview, she was hired on the spot Upon learning about this new member, Miranda immediately appointed her as the team leader of one of the departments.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Charlotte sent a message to Cecilia: Boss, it’s all set. I’ve sessfully infiltrated Team One.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia sent her an emoji. Fantastic! I’ll be counting on you to stir things up in Team One</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Charlotte: Yes, Ma’am!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Atst, Cecilia could focus on her work with peace of mind. Now, her main task was managing the coboration between Orion Corporation and Jamieson Group.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra was in charge of liaising with Jamieson Group, and everything was going too smoothly. Cecilia found this level of smoothness a bit odd.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra had also came over that day.</font></font>
Beside her sat Cassina, looking very ufortable.
Queenie had instructed Cassandra to introduce Cassina to high society.
On her way, she received a call from her subordinate.
“Ms. Evans, all matters regarding the caregiver have beenpletely taken care of.”
Upon hearing the words, Cassandra felt relieved. “Good.”
Even though it wasn’t certain that Cecilia was indeed the biological daughter of Queenie, Cassandra was still determined to snuff out that tiny threat.
As for Cassina, Cassandra had decided not to reveal her true identity just yet, allowing her to continue as the second youngdy of the Jamieson family.
With this, Queenie would no longer constantly think about finding her biological daughter.
She would wait until Queenie was on her deathbed to reveal the truth to her. At that point, Queenie no longer had time to seek out her biological daughter.
Unaware of the unfortunate incident that had befallen her biological mother, Cassina gazed Orion Corporation building as they drew near.
The building was so immense that its top was hidden from view, impossible to see all at once.
“Cassandra, is this where you work?”
Cassandra slipped her phone back into her pocket, a hint of disdain flickering in her eyes at the naive question. She replied, “This is Orion Corporation, my ancé’spany. Our family’s headquarters is in Drocver.”