She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 1011: Never Will We Acknowledge You

Even though Susan Kensington has been respectfully called Mrs. Hawthorne for many years, she knows in her heart that no matter how much she flaunts it outside, her title as Mrs. Hawthorne is filled with empty substance.

The best proof of this is that the memorial tablet of the late Autumn Forrest is still enshrined in the Hawthorne Family’s ancestral hall, whereas she couldn’t even easily step through the main door of the Hawthorne old residence.

When Elias Hawthorne was around, she had no way, but isn’t Elias Hawthorne gone now?

For such a heaven-sent opportunity, Susan Kensington feels that if she misses it, she deserves a strike from the sky.

Seeing Jasper Hawthorne’s face filled with rage, Susan Kensington calmly says, "Jasper, you can be willful and disregard everything to defend your deceased mother. But, I must remind you, don’t forget those younger siblings. Their future, whether they live as humans or ghosts, is all in your hands."

After saying that, Susan Kensington leisurely takes a sip of the red tea in front of her. Now, every move she makes is full of confidence and elegance.

Previously, no matter how well Susan Kensington pretended, her movements would inevitably reveal a bit of awkwardness and stiffness.

That was determined by her background and the panic in her heart.

But now, she is dressed in a custom-made outfit by an international master, adorned with expensive emerald jewelry, surrounded by a crowd of attendants, her eyebrows exude composure and confidence.

After her words, her personal assistant immediately says, "Second Young Master, you can’t always act willfully just because Mrs. Hawthorne is tolerant. You’re not a child anymore; such willfulness is unacceptable."

"That’s right, Second Young Master, you are an adult now. If you continue to be so immature, no matter how kind and generous Mrs. Hawthorne is, she can’t keep indulging you."

"Second Young Master, Mrs. Hawthorne does all this for your good. You must cherish it, not every stepmother has such a benevolent heart; you should feel grateful and fortunate."

Listening to the top executives of The Hawthorne Group defending her, circling her like servants, an indescribable sense of fulfillment fills Susan Kensington’s heart.

It should be noted that these high-level executives used to be indifferent to her as Mrs. Hawthorne.

This is the life Susan Kensington dreamed of; this is the life she should be living.

Susan Kensington does not feel the slightest bit guilty for doing what she did; people strive to go higher, and water flows downward - isn’t this the truth since ancient times?

Moreover, she originally was the same kind of person as Autumn Forrest. Why was Autumn Forrest born with a silver spoon, married the heir of the Hawthorne Family, and even gave birth to a wise and calm son, showing great potential from a young age, while she had to struggle at the bottom of society? Even with so much effort entering the entertainment industry and improving her acting skills, she was just an actress in the eyes of these prestigious families?

Unfair.

This is too unfair.

Since the heavens are unwilling to grant her fairness, she can only grant herself fairness.

Since she struggled hard to squeeze into the Hawthorne Family, she must become the mistress of the Hawthorne Family, not a clown for anyone to trample on.

And now?

Even arrogant and domineering as Jasper Hawthorne is, isn’t he left for her to mold as she pleases?

"Ha!"

Jasper Hawthorne couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, his handsome face full of nonchalance, he felt as if he heard the world’s biggest joke, laughing coldly repeatedly, "Stepmother? Such a mess, it’s fine to fool those ignorant fans outside, but to also have the nerve to shout before me! Mrs. Hawthorne indeed. Sure, you can be called Mrs. Hawthorne, I can’t stop people from calling you that. But you must understand in your heart, my Hawthorne Family will never acknowledge you; even after death, the ancestral hall will only enshrine my mother! You, are just Vincent Hawthorne’s wife!"