She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 1012: It’s Her Turn to Take Charge

Upon hearing Jasper Hawthorne’s words, Susan Kensington’s expression instantly darkened, losing her former calm and elegance, her meticulously made-up face full of malice.

What she hated most and could never accept was others comparing Autumn Forrest to her.

In the past, she was merely the wife of Vincent Hawthorne, the Hawthorne Family’s exiled eldest son. If someone insensitively mentioned Autumn Forrest, she had no choice but to smile along. But ever since Elias Hawthorne disappeared and Vincent Hawthorne took over The Hawthorne Group, she was no longer the same.

She had been with Vincent Hawthorne for so many years and even bore him a son. The Hawthorne Family was due to be run by her eventually!

Susan Kensington coldly laughed, "Second Young Master Hawthorne is truly filial, always reminiscing about your dear mother. But who knows if your dear mother can bless you, bless those three little bastards, bless that old hag! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

You’re right, I cannot compare to your mother. I didn’t incompetently let someone snatch my husband away, nor did I die miserably from anger. Second Young Master, do you think it’s because your mother was too incompetent that fate withdrew its favor from her?"

Jasper Hawthorne’s eyes were filled with bloodlust, his expression terrifying, and he gritted his teeth as he said each word, "Susan Kensington, do you know what I regret the most? I regret not snapping your neck earlier so you wouldn’t keep jumping out to cause trouble!"

Susan Kensington’s face darkened, and she fumed with anger, shouting, "I’m causing trouble? Just because you have an impressive family background, you pressured the Hawthorne Family elders to kick Vincent out, making me, the Hawthorne daughter-in-law, repeatedly bow my head even when entering the Hawthorne home!

Fine, since power is stronger than anything, I accepted my fate! But since I’ve accepted it, you must too. Now, you’re just meat on my chopping block; I can do whatever I want with you! Jasper Hawthorne, I’m telling you, whether you like it or not, you’ll cooperate in today’s press conference, or I’m not afraid to show you what I’m capable of!"

After Susan Kensington finished, she waved her hand, and several fierce-looking men quickly entered the room.

Susan Kensington coldly smiled, "Now I’ll give you one last choice. Of course, you can still refuse. I promise I won’t hold back my displeasure, and the ones suffering won’t be me!

Jasper Hawthorne, you’re a smart man. A smart man should know how to choose at this critical moment. Also, if you choose wrongly, the consequences will be irreparable."

As Susan Kensington finished speaking, her assistant shoved the speech draft into Jasper Hawthorne’s hand.

Jasper Hawthorne could no longer control his anger and tore the speech draft into pieces without hesitation.

"Get lost! Susan Kensington, I advise you to stop before it’s too late! Or else, don’t blame me for killing you!"

Susan Kensington didn’t take Jasper Hawthorne’s threat seriously. She curled her lips, like watching a pathetic creature in its death throes, and said lightly, "Alright, you’re a filial son, knowing how to maintain your mother’s reputation. Your mother-son bond is deep, so I won’t force you too much. Perhaps I’ll have Baby Hawthorne step in. Before he appears, I’ll give him something good to eat. I believe Baby Hawthorne is a good child and won’t give me a headache like you do. What do you think?"

"Susan Kensington, I’ll kill you!" Unable to hold back any longer, Jasper Hawthorne furiously charged at Susan Kensington, but Aidan Lynch stopped him.

Jasper Hawthorne, his eyes bloodshot with rage, shouted, "Aidan Lynch! Don’t stop me!"