Claire North exploded all of a sudden: "Raina, what exactly do you want to do? Do you really want to kill Elias?"
"Shut up!" Raina North snapped, turning to Aidan Lynch: "Help Elias Hawthorne leave first."
Aidan responded and helped Elias stand up.
Claire North blocked their way, her eyes red: "You can’t leave! I absolutely can’t watch Elias die by your hands!"
"Elias Hawthorne is my husband. Even if he dies, I’m the widow, what does it have to do with you?" Raina North raised a corner of her lips: "Or are you jealous that I’m about to become the world’s richest widow?"
Raina added: "Of course, even if you were jealous, it’s useless. You were the one who didn’t want him first."
After finishing, she didn’t even look at Claire North as she left with Elias Hawthorne.
By the time Claire North calmed her anger and went after them, they were already gone.
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"Raina North impersonated a pharmacist, created poison, killed five people, and even tested her drugs on live subjects!"
"Explosive! The young prince of The Hawthorne Group has died, Elias Hawthorne poisoned and at death’s door, Raina North adds two more lives to her count! She even shamelessly claims she’s about to become the world’s richest widow!"
These news reports appeared all over the internet, sweeping through Southgate like a whirlwind, then spreading across the country like a tsunami, and finally reaching international shores, causing an uproar.
And, Raina North was branded as the most notorious femme fatale of the century.
Quite a few people ignored the night and held up signs on the streets, demanding harsh punishment for Raina North. Soon, others in different cities joined the cause.
At this point, the world’s attention was focused on Southgate, focused on Raina North.
Everyone waited to see what fate awaited this malignant woman.
Anya Forrest looked at the computer monitoring the protesting crowd, speaking with schadenfreude: "Raina, you’re truly something. You’ve only been back a short while and you’ve already turned yourself into a pariah. How about it, should I arrange an interview for you to share your thoughts?"
Raina North gave a cold sidelong glance: "Go ahead, tell me what kind of role you’re planning for Shea that’s worth even selling me out."
Anya grinned sheepishly: "Guess you found me out."
"Heh." Raina snorted.
Anya nudged Raina: "How about we make a sacrifice for our daughter, just this once?"
Raina North refused mercilessly: "No."
Anya hugged Raina, gently shaking her: "Come on, come on, let’s just make this little sacrifice. Your reputation is already so tarnished, a bit more won’t make a difference."
The Hawthorne Group, President’s office.
Aidan Lynch was cornered by shareholders in the office.
Facing this group demanding answers, Aidan maintained a stern expression, repeating only one phrase: "I’m sorry, no comment."
"No comment! No comment!" one shareholder shouted unbearably: "Elias Hawthorne is the leader of The Hawthorne Group, we have the right to know his condition. You have no right to keep it from us!"
Aidan nodded: "Director Chandler is right." He paused before saying, "So, you can protest to President Hawthorne. I’m just an assistant acting on orders."
"If I could find Elias Hawthorne, I wouldn’t be wasting words with you!" Director Chandler pressed on: "Where is Elias Hawthorne? Have him come see me!"
"Sorry, President Hawthorne is currently unavailable, and he has instructed not to see outsiders."
"And me? He won’t even see me?"
Just then, a commanding voice came from outside the door.