Old Mrs. Hawthorne looked at her relentless son and couldn’t help but say, "Enough! Shut up! Look at the kind of things you’re saying as an elder!"
Vincent Hawthorne saw his mother had also spoken up, making it difficult to continue his outburst, but his stance was very firm: "Mom, no matter what you say, I will absolutely not accept that woman as my daughter-in-law!"
Elias Hawthorne treated it as mere words, while Old Mrs. Hawthorne furrowed her brows, her expression grave. Mrs. Hawthorne remained by her husband’s side, offering comfort with gentle whispers, being quite gracious and considerate.
Claire North quietly took in everyone’s reactions, unable to conceal the joyous excitement in her heart. She knew that this time was her opportunity. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel•fire.net
Previously, she couldn’t establish herself in the Hawthorne Family because her supporter, Mrs. Hawthorne, was merely a stepmother. But now things were different; Vincent Hawthorne had returned.
He was Elias Hawthorne’s biological father, and even if he wasn’t the Family Head, he held a high position in the Hawthorne Family. If he could support her, she would surely defeat Raina North.
Now, her only hope was that Baby Hawthorne, that little brat, would remain strong and not just die.
If he perished, although Raina North would definitely face severe punishment, Claire would lose the best reason to stay in the Hawthorne Family.
As the sound of high heels rang out, Raina North arrived with a fiery urgency.
Just as she came over, Vincent Hawthorne snatched Mrs. Hawthorne’s handbag and hurled it at her fiercely.
Raina North was caught off guard, her mind fully occupied with Baby, leaving her no room to evade.
She could only watch helplessly as the studded handbag flew towards her.
However, the pain did not come. She was pulled into a warm embrace, breathing in the cool pine-like scent of the man, mild and pleasant, tempting her to indulge.
Raina North was somewhat amazed, never expecting Elias Hawthorne would shield her.
She was in a daze, her eyes bewildered, forgetting to even break free from Elias Hawthorne’s embrace.
Claire North saw this and her entire face uncontrollably twisted.
She initially thought she’d witness a humiliating scene but never expected Elias Hawthorne to pull Raina North away; he even held her, unapologetically displaying his extraordinary affection for Raina to everyone present.
What on earth was so great about Raina North!
Claire’s heart burned with hatred, suddenly bursting into tears: "Sister, I know you’ve always been upset that I revealed the truth about marrying you into the Hawthorne Family, and dissatisfied that Baby was born by me. Whatever dissatisfaction you have, take it out on me. Why do you want to harm Baby so badly! He’s only four years old! You poisoned him so severely he could die!"
The studs on Mrs. Hawthorne’s handbag were very sharp, hitting the back heavily and some areas were bleeding. Vincent Hawthorne had been in shock over the blood, but upon hearing Claire’s words, his anger flared immediately.
At once, he cursed furiously: "You bastard! You actually protect the one who poisoned your son! What kind of father are you!"
Elias Hawthorne turned around, his brow furrowing as he looked at his furious father: "Things aren’t settled yet, how do you know it was Raina who poisoned him?"
"Does that even need saying? A seductive woman like her would stay by your side just for the Hawthorne Family’s wealth. Baby, as the next heir, is an eyesore for her; she definitely wants to find ways to eliminate him! So that after she births a son, she can seize everything in the Hawthorne Family!"