Beau Shelby didn’t expect Raina to agree so readily. It was beyond his expectations. He should be happy, but for some reason, he couldn’t feel any joy.
He had a feeling that he had completely lost Raina.
"Beau Shelby." Raina’s lips curled into a smile, her expression filled with malice: "Are you really sure that by giving the shares to Claire North, you’ll be happy? Or are you sure Claire North will still marry you?"
Claire North had already moved into The Hawthorne Manor and mentioned in front of her that she was willing to let Beau Shelby go for her. Having seen the power and divine presence of Elias Hawthorne, is Claire North really still willing to marry Beau Shelby?
Even if Beau Shelby is one of Southgate’s most outstanding young talents.
"Of course, we’re engaged to be married." Beau Shelby said resolutely.
"Is that so? Then congratulations to you."
Beau Shelby frowned: "What do you mean by that? Raina, Claire has been good enough to you, you can’t always slander her."
Raina suddenly didn’t want to say another word. It was quite meaningless, these people, these things, were all especially meaningless.
Without hesitation, she stood up and left.
Beau Shelby watched Raina’s departing figure, his expression stunned; Raina had really changed a lot.
The old her wouldn’t be so aggressive, wouldn’t speak so cryptically, wouldn’t refuse any of his requests, and certainly wouldn’t be the one to leave first.
The old Raina was so good, how did she change?
As Raina stepped into the room, a cold male voice sounded: "Still willing to come back?"
Raina ignored him: "President Hawthorne, are you done eating? If you are, it’s time to go back."
"In such a hurry to meet that Young Master Shelby?"
Raina was not surprised, her life had been investigated thoroughly by Elias Hawthorne, so it was not unusual for him to know about Beau Shelby.
She smiled lightly and said, "Elias Hawthorne, are you jealous?" Raina looked at him, calmly stating: "Do you realize you look like a jealous husband?"
Elias Hawthorne’s expression changed, and he abruptly let go.
Raina breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her handbag, and was ready to leave. Just as she stepped out, her shoulder was caught. Google seaʀᴄh novel⦿fire.net
She turned her head in confusion to look at Elias Hawthorne.
Elias Hawthorne’s lips curled slightly: "Mrs. Hawthorne, don’t forget your husband when you leave."
The Hawthorne Manor, Baby Hawthorne’s bedroom.
Casper North was video chatting with Raina: "Mommy, when are you coming back?"
Raina steered the wheel: "Not going back."
She had finally managed to shake off Elias Hawthorne, it would be insane to deliver herself back there.
Casper’s little face immediately fell: "No, Mommy, if you don’t come back today, wouldn’t that mean we can only watch Lotus White being all pretentious at The Hawthorne Manor? Worse yet, there isn’t even a place for eye relief."
Baby Hawthorne also slumped down: "Mommy, are you still angry? I promise I won’t mess around anymore, please don’t abandon me."
"Mommy really has things to do tonight."
Raina sweet-talked them for quite a while to calm the two little ones down.
Claire North carried a plate of fruit, standing in the corner eavesdropping.
Is that referring to her?
Claire North’s face twisted involuntarily; the damned little brat dared to slander her behind her back.
This little brat called Raina Mommy.
Claire North pondered; she vaguely remembered that the little prince of The Hawthorne Family called him Casper North.
Claire North sneered, good, nearly fooled her.