When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1430 Queenie Tries To Win Over The Kids

As she listened to Cassandra's crude remarks, Elena couldn't help but feel regretful for ever agreeing to the marriage into the Rainsworth family. Cassandra's behavior was far from the grace and refinement expected of a lady from a prestigious family. "What about Nathaniel?" she then asked.

The butler paused for a moment before replying, "He's in Daltonia Villa. He said he won't be coming."

Elena knew Nathaniel was still upset over Cecilia, who hadn't been found yet, so she refrained from saying much.

"All right. Bring out the dishes," she ordered.

"All right." The butler called for the dishes to be served.

Elena handed the two babies over to the nanny and sat down at the dining table. It was a sparse gathering for Christmas dinner, with only Jonathan, Elliot, Cassandra, and Elena present, creating an oddly desolate atmosphere for the occasion.

"Eat up," Elena gently urged, serving the food to the two children with a look of pure affection in her eyes.

Cassandra watched in silence as the elderly woman doted on the children, a wave of jealousy rising within her.

She reluctantly ate her meal.

The butler approached again. "Mdm. Queenie has arrived."

Ever since Queenie discovered that Cecilia was her biological daughter, her life had come to revolve around two things: finding Cecilia and spending time with her four grandchildren. Now, all she could do was make up for her past mistakes with Cecilia by fully dedicating herself to her grandchildren.

"Okay." Elena rose to receive Queenie.

Cassandra, too, got up and headed outside.

Jonathan and Elliot continued eating, unaffected by Queenie's arrival. Over time, they had come to realize that this so-called "old witch" was, in fact, their mother's mother.

"Mom, have you eaten?" Cassandra asked eagerly. "We're about to have dinner. Why don't you join us?"novelbin

Queenie's response was cold and distant. "I've already eaten. I'm here to see the children. I'll wait for you in the living room."

"All right," Cassandra replied, noticing Queenie's cold demeanor. Though displeased, she kept her frustration to herself.

After finishing their meal, Elliot and Jonathan passed through the living room on their way out.

"Eli, Jon, guess what Granny brought for you?" Queenie called out affectionately as she saw them, gesturing to the bodyguards who had followed her to reveal the gifts she brought.

Elliot and Jonathan exchanged a glance, their expressions calm and indifferent. "No need," they replied in unison. "We have everything we need. We don't need your gifts." Without another word, they turned and headed upstairs, leaving Queenie standing there.

She hesitated, wanting to chase after them, but the sound of a door slamming shut stopped her in her tracks. A deep sadness settled over her face as she was shut outside.

In the past, Elena had admired Queenie for being a successful and independent woman, but now, witnessing her experience rejection, a secret sense of satisfaction stirred within her. I'm relieved Jon and Eli are fond of me.

"Don't be upset; they're still young and don't fully understand. If you visit more often, they'll gradually warm up to you," Elena reassured her.

Queenie sighed deeply in response. "They're blaming me. I've treated them and Cecilia so poorly in the past."

Queenie only ever showed her vulnerable side when it came to her grandsons.

"You didn't know, so it's not your fault," Elena said gently. "Why don't you go visit Luke and Gabe?"

"All right," Queenie replied quietly.

Lucas and Gabriel Smith, just over a year old, were blissfully unaware of the tensions surrounding them. They beamed with joy upon seeing their grandmother, who often dropped by to visit them.

Both Lucas and Gabriel's large eyes sparkled with joy, and Lucas even clung to Queenie affectionately.

Queenie's spirits were lifted in an instant. "Sweethearts, guess what Granny brought for you?"

The two children, still too young to speak clearly, could only babble excitedly in response.

Through the crack in the door, Elliot watched as they lavished affection on Queenie, a deep frown crossing his face. "Those two heartless little brats, he muttered under his breath. "All it takes is a few gifts to win them over." ,