When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel
Doll 1421

Chapter 1421 The DNA Test Results

Nicholas never anticipated that his brother would care so deeply about Cecilia, going to such lengths to locate her. Yet, the world was vast, and Nicholas had meticulously severed all of Cecilia's ties to the outside world. It seemed unlikely-almost impossible-that Nathaniel would ever replace her in this lifetime.

"Let him be," Nicholas said.

Stella stood motionless. "What about the matter you promised me?" she asked cautiously.

"Why the rush?" Nicholas replied coolly. "The situation hasn't been resolved yet."

Now aligned with Nicholas, Stella had no choice but to follow his every command. She lowered her head submissively. "You're right. I was wrong."

Nicholas said, "All that remains is the grand finale-making sure Nathaniel believes Cecilia is truly gone."

Stella couldn't help but think Nicholas was utterly insane, going to such lengths for just one woman.

"All right. I'll make the arrangements." Despite so, she kept her thoughts to herself.

Nicholas hummed in response.

After Stella left, he put on his coat and headed out to work.

When Nicholas arrived at the company, Jocelyn greeted him with a look of concern. "Mr. Nicholas, you've been looking rather pale lately. Would you like me to call a doctor?"

Nicholas shook his head. "No need, Jocelyn. I've been quite happy lately-nothing's wrong. You're just overthinking it."

Hearing his response, Jocelyn hesitated but ultimately decided against pressing the matter further.

She approached with a stack of documents for him to sign. "If I may ask, where have you been these past few days?" she inquired cautiously.

Nicholas had been out frequently; no one knew where he had been.

His hand froze mid-signature, and his gaze hardened. "If you already know you shouldn't ask, then don't," he replied icily.

Jocelyn was taken aback; it was rare for Nicholas to speak to her in such a harsh tone. After a moment of stunned silence, she finally managed to say, "I'm sorry. I overstepped my bounds." "A bitter taste rose in her throat as she slowly retreated from the office.

Once outside, Jocelyn glanced back at Nicholas' silhouette through the glass. A pang of sadness gripped her."

For years, she had devoted herself

to looking after him, believing she held a unique place in his life-something more than just another employee. But now, the reality settled in: she was nothing more than a subordinate, not even close to being a friend.

Taking a deep breath, Jocelyn composed herself and returned to her workstation.

Nearby, a nosy secretary couldn't resist leaning in. "Ms. Wright, have you heard? Cecilia has gone missing."

The secretaries, having worked with Cecilia for some time, were all quite familiar with her.

Jocelyn glanced over, her brow furrowing in confusion. "How do you all know about this?"

She had only just learned of the news herself.

Lately, there had been an undeniable shift in the atmosphere around Tudela-a tension in the air. It wasn't until Jocelyn discreetly had the matter investigated that she discovered the truth: the focus of this relentless search was none other than Cecilia.

Cecilia had just given birth to a set of twins. How did she just vanish like that?

Jocelyn was confused.

The secretary softly said, "We found out after asking around. Poor Cecilia... she's given so much to the family, even bearing several children for them. How could this happen to

her? Do you think some

seeking revenge, or was the family simply unwilling to ever acknowledge her as their

daughter-in-law?"

Jocelyn's gaze instinctively shifted toward Nicholas' office. Cecilia's missing. Why isn't Mr. Nicholas the least bit worried? Could Cecilia's disappearance have something to do with him? Jocelyn quickly reined in her thoughts and stopped the secretaries from gossiping any further.

The secretaries exchanged annoyed glances, clearly unimpressed by her no-nonsense attitude. "Ugh, how dull," one muttered under her breath. "No wonder she's been with the boss for years and still hasn't gotten anywhere. Come on, let's go to the restroom."

As Jocelyn watched them leave, a wave of frustration washed over her. She lowered her head and focused intently on her work, trying to push the irritation aside.

Meanwhile, at the Jamieson residence, Queenie held the DNA test results in her hands the ones comparing her DNA to Cecilia's