Chapter 1745 I Will Not Go To Jail

• Queenie was seated on the bed, her face devoid of color. Hearing Cassandra still calling her “mom,” she now only felt a sense of nausea.
• “Cassandra, haven't I told you already? I'm no longer your mother.”
• Immediately, Cassandra knelt down and crawled toward Queenie's bed. “Mom, no matter what, you're still my mother. You raised me all on your own. They say the kindness of upbringing is greater than anything else, right?”