<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1156 My Grandson</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina thought of her husband. Thanks to Queenie’s help, he had risen from being a regr programmer to the owner of apany.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">–</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie had even said to her, “Cassie, if you want to work, I can set you up to manage apany too,”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina had been eager to ept the offer, but unfortunately, Cassandra was too petty. Cassandra told her to decline the offer using the excuse that she had to take care of Dn.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina deeply resented Cassandra. If it weren’t for Cassandra holding dirt over her, she would have been Queenie’s biological daughter. Forget about managing apany–she’d inherit the entire Jamieson family fortune.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mommy, this ce is huge! It’s like a park, but even more beautiful!” Dn chirped happily.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His behavior earned him disdainful nces from the household staff</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie quickly noticed the contempt in their eyes. She approached them and snapped, “Do you think you’re so superior? Do you realize he’s my grandson? How dare you look down on him?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The staff members were taken aback. They had assured Dn was the child of one of Queenie’s subordinates.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After all, he bore no resemnce to Queenie.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“We’re sorry. Mdm. Queenie. So sorry!” they immediately apologized to her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Everyone in the Rainsworth household had been strictly warned by Elena to never offend anyone from the Jamieson family. They were to be treated with even more care than the Rainsworths.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Coldness shed in Queenie’s eyes. “Where is the housekeeper!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A female housekeeper quickly ran over</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mdm. Queenie”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“These people are an eyesore.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Yes, I will have them leave immediately.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The housekeeper, unlike these servants, knew the gravity of the situation.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In less than a minute, she had fired those who looked down at Dn.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dn clutched Cassina’s hand, his eyes full of confusion. “Mommy, why did Granny get angry?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassina had always endured her grievances quietly, but now she realized just how important it was to have a powerful</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">mother.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Lately, she hadn’t been able to reach her biological mother, but she didn’t mind.</font></font>Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Life had been so good in the Jamieson family that her mother’s disappearance didn’t concern her anymore.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Hearing Dn’s question, Queenie turned to him and said, “Dn, remember, if anyone ever disrespects you, just tell me. I’ll make sure they regret it.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie was famously protective of her loved ones. Even when her daughter Cassandra made mistakes, she only med others</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was likely why Cassandra had grown up so arrogant and overbearing</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay,” Dn replied,</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Though he didn’t quite understand what Queenie meant, he was very fond of her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After all, she always bought him delicious treats, fun toys, and anything he desired. There was nothing Queenie couldn’t get News of Queenie’s stern disy with the Rainsworth staff quickly reached Elena.</font></font>
For the past few days, Cecilia had taken time off work to help Elena with the wedding preparations.
Actually, it was mostly a matter of Cecilia walking around, checking for any issues with the wedding setup, and having someone fix them if necessITY.
“Ceci, let’s go greet them, Elena said. Knowing Queenie had arrived, she invited Cecilia along to meet her.
“Sure.”
They went together to greet Queenie.
When Cassina saw Cecilia, she instinctively looked away.
Even now, she felt a touch of unease in her heart, fearing that Cecilia would discover the truth.
“Ah, dear inws, you’ve arrived! Please, have a seat, Elena greeted Queenie with a broad smile.
Only Queenie could enjoy such treatment from her.
Elena then nced at Cassina and hesitated for a moment. To be honest, this womancked the refinement one would expect and bore little resemnce to Queenie. She didn’t seem like Queenie’s biological daughter at all.
Can the environment change someone this much?