Chapter 1755 You Are On Your Own
Before hanging up, Vivian didn''t forget to say, "Ceci, please thank Mdm. Queenie for me."
After all, if it weren''t for Queenie, she would have endured something utterly repulsive.
"Of course," Cecilia promised before ending the call.
Meanwhile, at home, Ste sat frozen, staring at thewyer''s letter in front of her. Alongside it were various termination contracts and legal documents—each one spelling out her downfall. A wave of unease crashed over her.
She had expected Zachary or Nathaniel toe settle the score with her, but strangely, they hadn''t.
With every passing moment of silence, the tension became more unbearable.
"What should I do?" she muttered, gripping her phone tightly before dialing Nichs''s number.
This time was different. Unlike before, the call actually went through.
"What is it?" Nichs''s voice came through the line.
Ste''s voice was hoarse as she pleaded, "Mr. Nichs, it seems like Cecilia has remembered everything. What do we do now? I did all of this for you-didn''t you promise to protect me?"
At that moment, Nichs was sitting in Dahlia''s hospital ward. She was fast asleep beside him.
"You must be mistaken," he said calmly. "I promised to make you a star again, but I never said I''d protect you for the rest of your life."
"You!" Ste''s frustration red, but she quickly forced herself to stayposed. "Mr. Nichs, please, I need your help."
Nichs let out a quiet sigh. "I can''t help you. I can''t even help myself right now." He paused before adding, "You''re on your own. Good luck."
Without another word, he ended the call and tossed his phone aside. His gaze drifted toward the crib nearby, where Dahliay sleeping. For a long moment, he found himself lost in thought.
A nurse approached, letting out a sigh. "The child''s mother hasn''t visited in a long time, and there are no other rtives on record. Who are you to her?"
Nichs blinked, snapping back to reality. His voice was thin as he answered, "I''m her uncle."
"Oh? Her biological uncle?"
"No," Nichs replied tly.
The nurse smiled. "You''re so kind."
<i>Kind, huh?</i>
Nichs frowned, deep in thought. <i>If it weren''t for me, this child would never have been born. But</i>
<i>anyone was to me, it was</i>
<i>tif</i>
<i>Cassandra herself-she was the one who insisted on climbing into my bed. If I don''t teach her a lesson,</i>
she''ll never learn.
belongs to swnovel
After the nurse left, Jocelyn approached with a bottle of milk. "Mr. Nichs, I''ve
prepared the form. Is Dahlia still asleep?"
Nichs gave a slight nod. "Yeah."
Jocelyn sat down beside the crib,
her gaze softening as she looked at the sleeping child. "Mr. Nichs now that Cassandra has been captured, should we bring Dahlia back and take care of her? swnovel
At her words, Nichs''s expression darkened. He furrowed his brows and retorted coldly, "She''s not
daughter. Why should I take 31.9
responsibility for her?" swnovel
Jocelyn stiffened, caught off guard. "I''m sorry-I misspoke."
She felt a pang of sympathy for Nichs. Despite everything, the child wasn''t even his.
Nichs remained calm. Instead, he simply asked, "You''ve taken care of the remaining medical bills for the child, right?"
Jocelyn nodded.
"Then we owe her nothing. Let''s go back to the office."
"Huh?" Jocelyn blinked in surprise. She quickly set down the form she had just prepared before hurrying after him.
Once inside the car, she absentmindedly scrolled through the news. A headline caught her eye-Ste had been officially cklisted.
She nced over at Nichs. He looked exhausted, his features tense. Just as
he was about to close his eyes for some much-needed rest, his phone rang.
He picked it up, his gaze lingering on the screen. He hesitated for a long moment before finally answering.
Jocelyn found his reaction odd. Curious, she subtly leaned over and caught a glimpse of the name shing on the screen-Cecilia.
As the final seconds of the ringtone ticked away, Nichs finally pressed the answer button.