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    The details of the recording were both shocking and infuriating. Cassandra had been plotting to coborate with external forces to undermine Jamieson Group. Even more audaciously, she nned to manipte thepany''s stock.


    Cecilia knew she had to act decisively to prevent Cassandra''s schemes from seeding.


    Scorpius'' office was just next door. Worried that the older employees would bully Cecilia, he frequently checked in to see if there was anything he could help with.


    Cecilia knew all too well that Scorpius had once wronged her and Jonathan, which exined her frosty demeanor toward him. She only interacted with him when it was about work.


    Scorpius, in turn, was acutely aware of the resentment Cecilia bore toward him. The fact that he still held a position in thepany was a testament to her tolerance. He didn''t dare to ask for more; his sole wish was to protect Queenie''s family from the shadows.


    At the hospital, Queenie''s condition remained dire. She spent most of her days unconscious. Despite her fragile state, she asionally mustered the strength to visit Cassandra''s young daughter. The sight of the child tugged at her heartstrings, filling her with deep sympathy.


    "Has Cassandrae to see her?" Queenie asked during one of her visits.


    Caliste shook her head. "No, she seems preupied. She hasn''t visited Dahlia even once."


    It was painfully clear that Cassandra had never truly cared for Dahlia, like the child never should have existed.


    Queenie sighed deeply. "Dahlia''s very birth was a misfortune."


    Caliste gently ced a hand on her arm. "Let''s go, Madam Queenie. You''ve been out here too long. It''s time to rest."


    "All right."


    Once Queenie returned to her ward, she turned to Caliste. "How is Cecilia managing at thepany?"


    "With Mr. Jiminez''s help, everything has been running smoothly," Caliste assured her.


    Queenie nodded, lying down. "Good. But keep an eye on Cassandra. Someone like her won''t settle for being in second ce."


    "I will," Caliste promised.


    True to Queenie''s instincts, Cassandra was proving to be exactly as calcted and ambitious as she feared. By day, Cassandra schemed with the Rainsworths, plotting her moves carefully. By night, she made a show of caring for Queenie. Yet Cassandra dared not tamper with Queenie''s food again after the doctor had inspected it. She would have to devise another way to carry out her ns.


    Cassandra approached the doctor, her tone feigning concern. "How much longer can my mother hold on?"


    The doctor, assuming her worry was genuine, sighed heavily. "Given her current condition, she''s just barely


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    A year or two was far too long for Cassandra''s ns. Masking her impatience, she pressed further. "I see. So, what precautions should we take? For example, how can we prevent her condition from worsening? Are there specific things we should avoid?"


    "Make sure her emotions stay stable," the doctor replied. "Avoid any stress or sudden fluctuations. Her diet should remain light and bnced. Above all, ensure she feels both physically and emotionallyfortable."


    The doctor''s advice offered no information, nothing Cassandra could use.


    She went to Queenie''s ward.


    Hearing a faint noise, Queenie sluggishly opened her eyes, her exhaustion evident. "Cassandra, you''re here," she said softly.


    "Mom." Cassandra sat by her side, gently taking her hand. "How are you feeling now?"


    "Much better," Queenie replied, her voice weak but steady.


    "That''s good. How about we leave the hospital? I feel the environment here isn''t quite suitable. With our family doctor, it would be much better to continue your treatment at home," Cassandra suggested.


    Only at home could Cassandra execute her ns unhindered. Queenie gazed at her daughter with aplex expression, taking her time to reply.


    Before she could answer, Caliste stepped forward. "Mdm. Queenie isn''t ready to leave yet. The hospital''s facilities are far more advanced than what we have at home."


    Cassandra turned, her eyes narrowing as she cast a cold nce at Caliste. "All right then. Mom''s healthes first," she said.


    Queenie was about to let Cassandra leave when, with great effort, she lifted her hand and firmly grasped Cassandra''s wrist.