<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1173 Investigate Her</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot had been blissfully unaware, but upon asking, he was taken aback.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Dn, how are you so sure that Queenie is your granny?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dn paused, gazing at Elliot, taking a moment before answering, “My mommy said thatdy is not my real granny.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“A fake granny?” Elliot couldn’t believe it.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dn nodded and lowered his voice. “Elliot, I’m only telling you this. You mustn’t tell anyone else.”</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;">Elliot readily agreed, leading Dn to a corner to hear him speak.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dn then said to Elliot, “I overheard my mommy talking on the phone with my real granny. They were saying that this Mdm. Queenie isn’t my mommy’s mother…”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Initially. Elliot only intended to casually inquire about the situation. Little did he know that he would unearth such at shocking secret. However, Dn is just a little over four years old, so what he says might not necessarily be urate. Here could Queenie, a woman as astute as she is, mistake someone else as her biological daughter? Hasn’t she done a DNA test?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Didn’t your mommy get a DNA test done with her?” Elliot asked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">4 DNA test? Dn looked puzzled. “Elliot, what is a DNA test?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s a type of test they perform in hospitals to determine if your mommy and Mdm. Queenie are rted by blood,” Elliot exined.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dn was still utterly confused. He simply couldn’tprehend what Elliot was saying, so he shook his head.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot understood as well. This kid probably only knows this much.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After Dn followed Cassina back, Elliot eagerly sought out Cecilia, sharing his discovery as if he were presenting a treasure.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mommy, Dn told me just now that he’s actually not Queenie’s biological grandson,”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia couldn’t believe it. “What?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“He also mentioned that he overheard his mommy speaking with his granny from back then, saying the same thing.” Elliot said.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia had never even considered this possibility. After all, who would acknowledge a daughter without conducting a DNA test?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After hearing what Elliot said and considering the way Cassina always avoided her gaze, along with other signs, Cecilia felt it was highly probable.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, Dn was still a child. The words he spoke held no evidence and were, therefore, unreliable.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Eli, you should go rest now. Thank you for letting me know about all this.”</font></font>N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Sure, Mommy. If there’s anything else you want to know, just let me do the snooping. I’m pretty good at it, too,” Elliot said, feeling like he was ying the role of a spy.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right, but there’s nothing I need. Sweetie, you go do your homework now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Whenever the topic of homework came up, Elliot seemed somewhat deted.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right, then.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He went about his homework with a heavy heart.</font></font>
Cecilia was seated on the couch, eyes shut in peaceful contemtion. At that moment, she was mulling over the fact that Cassina was not Queenie’s biological daughter. If that’s indeed the case, Cassina must have deceived Queenie. The reason she didn’t Mdm. Bailey’s disappearance!
At that moment, Cecilia’s mind was aplete mess, unable to make sense of the rtionships involved.
She passed on the information to Sven, asking him to investigate it to see if he could uncover anything unexpected.
Meanwhile, Cassina returned home with Dn. Cassandra pulled her aside into a room and reprimanded her, “Aren’t you scared that Cecilia might find out what’s going on? Why do you keep running off to her when there’s no need?”
Cassina felt somewhat helpless as she said, “Today, I actually tried to stop Dn from going over there. However, Cecilia brought El over on their own initiative. I didn’t feel right about refusing to let the two kids y together.”
“When are you nning to handle the task I assigned you?” Cassandra asked again.