When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel -
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Chapter 1418 Threatened By Stella
"I'll strangle him!" She rested her hand on the child's delicate neck threateningly before muttering to herself, "Honestly, this child is so adorable. He even reminds me a bit of you when you were younger." Cecilia panicked. "Don't touch him. I'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt him."
At the sound of those words, Stella slowly lifted her hand from the child's neck, a satisfied smirk curling on her lips. "That's more like it. You should've cooperated earlier. I'm not heartless, you know. I don't want to harm such a young child." Stella handed the child back to the woman.
Perhaps worried that Cecilia might refuse to cooperate, Stella ordered the women to stay, ensuring that the two children remained present as well.
Soon after, Cecilia was untied and made to lie in a chair.
The leader in the white lab coat approached her. "Close your eyes. From this moment on, you will follow my every direction, understand?" "Understood." Cecilia slowly closed her eyes.
Cecilia still retained her rationality, and understood well what she should do.
She struggled against the leader's influence, trying to resist following his instructions, but her body was too weak, and her mind too exhausted.
Gradually, she found herself unable to fight the pull of the leader's guidance. Memories of her foster mother's actions resurfaced, unsettling and vivid. Then, the words of her biological mother, Queenie, echoed in her mind.
A fine sheen of sweat gathered on her forehead and, without realizing it, she slipped into an uneasy slumber.
The leader straightened, turning to Stella. "A single session won't be enough. This treatment will need to be repeated regularly."
Stella gave a nod. "Understood."
Watching the leader leave, Stella picked up her phone and made a call. "Mr. Nicholas, everything has been arranged on my end. Please, you must remember to keep your promise."
"Don't worry," he assured, "I won't lie to you."
Just one word from him dispelled Stella's worries.
Stella knew better than anyone that
Queenie could never truly be her safety net. After all, she wasn't Queenie's biological daughter, and the truth would eventually come to light. Even if Queenie never
Wover
discovered it, there was still the ever-present threat of
Cassandra-like a ticking time bomb, she wouldn't let Stella off easily.
Just a few days ago, Nicholas had approached her again, handing over a set of documents. "Queenie has already discovered you're not her biological daughter," he said. "She's currently conducting a DNA test with Cecilia. But if you do me a favor, I can guarantee your safety and even ensure you remain a star in the future."
Stella realized she had reached a point of no return, with no other viable options left. She agreed to his proposal.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Vivian rushed to the ward, only to find that Cecilia was nowhere to be found.
She called Cecilia, but no one answered.
Feeling uneasy, she immediately dialed Nathaniel. "Ceci is gone!"
At that moment, Nathaniel was at the Rainsworth Manor, facing Cassandra, who was pinned down by several bodyguards.
Her face was flushed crimson as
she demanded, "Nathaniel, you'd
better let me go. I'm carrying the Rainsworth family's lineage in my belly. If anything were to happen to me, Mom and Nicholas will not spare you!"
Nathaniel couldn't be bothered to deal with her. As soon as he received Vivian's call, he immediately instructed the bodyguards to forcibly escort her into the car and drove all the way to the hospital. Cassandra observed the anxious expression on Nathaniel's face and began to piece together what might be happening. She laughed sinisterly, asking, Did something happen to Cecilia?"
Nathaniel was not the type to resort to physical force, particularly not with women, and especially not with someone who was pregnant.
He furrowed his brows. "Where exactly are Cecilia and my children?"
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