Chapter 151: Thank You for Not Marrying (Part 1) - She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart - NovelsTime

She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart

Chapter 151: Thank You for Not Marrying (Part 1)

Author: Qing Ci
updatedAt: 2025-10-05

CHAPTER 151: CHAPTER 151: THANK YOU FOR NOT MARRYING (PART 1)

Claire North’s tears fell instantly, disbelief etched on her face: "Are you trying to expel me from the Hawthorne Family?"

Brenda Adler was equally shocked and quickly said, "Old Mrs. Hawthorne, if Claire has done anything wrong, you can guide her, but you absolutely cannot send her back. They’ve been separated mother and son for four years, and they’ve just reunited to build their relationship. Even if not for Claire, think of Baby."

Old Mrs. Hawthorne said, "It’s precisely for Baby that she should return to her maternal family and reflect seriously."

Brenda Adler asked, "Then when will Claire come back?"

Old Mrs. Hawthorne said, "Since she gave birth to Baby, even if she doesn’t live with the Hawthorne, she is still Baby’s birth mother."

Claire North’s face turned pale upon hearing this, almost fainting. So, was she being expelled from the Hawthorne Family?

"Elias Hawthorne..."

Elias Hawthorne didn’t give her a single proper look; his gaze was always locked onto Raina North, his eyes shifting between her and Casper North.

No wonder he always felt that this child looked familiar; he resembled Raina North.

Claire North then looked at Baby Hawthorne, pleading in her eyes: "Baby..."

"Have a nice trip." Baby Hawthorne’s smile was particularly bright, appearing as if he couldn’t wait for Claire North to pack up and leave.

Claire North was badly shaken, stumbling back a few steps.

Brenda Adler quickly supported her daughter, angrily shouted, "How can you be like this? My daughter has given birth to a grandson for your Hawthorne Family, how can you drive her out! Even if it’s the Hawthorne Family, you can’t bully people like this!"

Old Mrs. Hawthorne’s face instantly turned solemn, coldly smiling: "If I recall correctly, when the Hawthorne Family proposed to the North Family, it was Claire North they wanted to marry, but the one who married in was Raina. As for the reason behind it, I think everyone knows clearly, there’s no need to elaborate. Mrs. North, what do you think?"

Brenda Adler’s face turned red, unable to say a single word.

Baby Hawthorne raised his adorable little face, sincerely speaking: "I thank you on behalf of my daddy for not marrying him."

Brenda Adler: "..."

Claire North: "..."

Were it not for a bit of reason left, she would like to give this little brat a piece of her mind!

Baby Hawthorne looked puzzled: "Grandma, why does this family seem so unhappy?"

Old Mrs. Hawthorne glanced at the mother and daughter of the North Family, finally fixing her gaze on Gideon North’s face, coldly smiling: "Raina, isn’t she your daughter? She’s married well, and as a father, aren’t you happy? Are you not being loving to Raina, or do you have a problem with the Hawthorne Family?"

Gideon North was a bit stunned, and when he realized, a joyful expression appeared on his face.

Originally, seeing his beloved daughter Claire North not accepted by the Hawthorne Family, he thought this marriage alliance with them was over.

But unexpectedly, Old Mrs. Hawthorne seemed to value Raina so highly, he couldn’t believe his daughter was so capable, winning over Old Mrs. Hawthorne in such a short time.

As for Raina not being the birth mother of the Hawthorne’s little prince, it was completely irrelevant; hadn’t they all seen how that boy was ignoring his own birth mother for Raina?

Raina’s status in the Hawthorne Family is so high, then in the future, won’t the North Family walk tall in Southgate?

Haha!

Heaven truly favored him, not in the least!

"This old guy isn’t mommy’s daddy! My mommy has no daddy." Baby Hawthorne suddenly spoke.

He had heard from Casper North that mommy was expelled from home by this old thing before and suffered a lot.

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