CHAPTER 104: CHAPTER 104: THE MOST ENVIABLE WOMAN (PART 2)

Claire North’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger, but she quickly covered it up.

She smiled and said, "This place is nice, thank you, Uncle Coleman."

"Miss North, you’re too kind."

"Uncle Coleman, may I ask where the kitchen is? I’d like to make some soup for Baby. It’s the first time in so many years that we mother and son have met, and I want to be good to my child. I hope you’ll allow it."

Uncle Coleman’s expression softened a bit, "Miss North, please come with me."

He truly hoped, just as this woman said, that selling the child for five million back then was out of desperation and that she would never do anything to harm the young master again. Otherwise, even as the young master’s biological mother, she would not be forgiven a second time.

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Even though Claire North was a young lady of status, over the years, she hadn’t skimped on practicing her cooking skills to keep Beau Shelby’s heart.

Thinking of Beau Shelby, a fleeting sense of apology crossed Claire’s mind but vanished in an instant. It was Beau who first doubted her, his heart still holding Raina North.

A man who has another woman in his heart, she didn’t care for.

After all, how can the Shelby Family compare with the Hawthorne Family?

Even Beau Shelby and Elias Hawthorne have an enormous gap between them.

The kind of man she wanted to marry was still Elias Hawthorne. When she becomes Mrs. Hawthorne, she would be the most envied woman in all of Southgate.

The more Claire thought about it, the more excited she became.

After earnestly making the soup, Claire declined the help of the maids and personally carried the tray out.

At this time, Baby Hawthorne was sitting in the living room playing games with Casper North.

"Go, go, go! Hurry up! To the left, to the left!"

"Oh yeah, we won."

Casper North glanced sideways at Baby Hawthorne, "How was it? Pretty awesome, right? I said I’d take you flying and I did."

"Haha..." Baby Hawthorne reminded himself that since he was the older brother, he should not bicker too much with his silly younger brother.

Seeing that neither of them paid any attention to her, Claire had no choice but to speak up, "Baby, have some soup before you continue playing. I’ve been simmering it for a long time."

Baby Hawthorne completely ignored her, treating Claire as if she were air.

"Baby." Claire personally brought the soup to Baby’s side, gently saying, "Drink it quickly, or it’ll taste bad once it gets cold."

"Go away!" Baby Hawthorne said impatiently, reaching out to push Claire.

Just before he touched Claire, Baby Hawthorne suddenly withdrew his hand, looking at her with a half-smile, "Are you hoping I overturn the tray, maybe even spill the hot soup on the back of your hand, so you can cry and tell everyone that I bullied you, and get everyone to criticize me for being unfilial? If this happens enough, who knows, maybe Dad and Grandma Zane will get tired of me too. And in that process, maybe Dad will feel more sympathy for you, right?"

Claire’s expression was stiff, feeling like she’d seen a ghost.

Indeed, that was exactly what she was thinking. If she wasn’t certain her mouth was shut tight, she would have thought she had accidentally said it out loud.

Baby Hawthorne sneered, "Even a three-year-old wouldn’t play this trick anymore, yet you’re still indulging in it at your age. It shows just how limited your intelligence is, you wretched woman. With your capabilities, could you really give birth to a son as excellent as me? You must be dreaming." Baby Hawthorne leaned closer to Claire, whispering in her ear, "I don’t know how you’ve managed to deceive my dad. But no worries, I’ll strip away your disguise bit by bit, and I hope you’ll be able to withstand my dad’s wrath by then, impostor."

After saying this, he patted her shoulder, took the game console, and left.