She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 1018: Barely Clinging to Life

Lune, upon hearing Raina North’s command, immediately walked toward Susan Kensington.

The Third Elder was unwilling to be outdone and quickly followed, knowing that this was a prime opportunity to show his loyalty. He’d be crazy to let it slip.

The crowd was stunned as they saw this old man and young woman charging toward Susan Kensington. Was Raina North out of her mind, daring to demand that Susan Kensington kneel and apologize under these circumstances?

Susan Kensington was startled by these two aggressive individuals rushing toward her, then she sneered and said, "Raina North, I was originally considering giving you a chance as a junior, offering you a prosperous life. But since you’re refusing, don’t blame me."

Then she unhesitatingly ordered her bodyguards behind her, "What are you standing there for? Grab these two idiots for me and beat them up. If they die, it’s on me!"

Everyone stepped aside, gloating at Raina North.

Madness.

This is madness. Now that Mrs. Hawthorne is enraged, her life may be at risk.

Just saying, people need to recognize their limitations. Why not just accept Mrs. Hawthorne’s goodwill and live a prosperous and peaceful life?

Insisting on being reckless, look at that, now her life is in danger.

Jasper Hawthorne grew anxious and hurriedly said, "Sis, the people around Susan Kensington are brutal thugs, very fierce—they’ll draw blood at the slightest provocation!"

"Mm, I know." Raina North saw Jasper Hawthorne’s tense face and comforted, "Don’t worry, they know their limits; no one’s going to die."

Jasper Hawthorne: "..."

Jasper Hawthorne was dumbfounded. Once he regained his senses, he couldn’t help but look at Raina North with an indescribable expression.

He organized his words and said diplomatically, "Um... Sis, are you too scared? If you’re scared, just leave this to me; it’s no problem at all. Handling these issues is a piece of cake."

However, Jasper Hawthorne’s words seemed a bit late as a dozen people surged in from outside and surrounded them.

Raina North saw Jasper Hawthorne’s urgency, stood up, and pressed him into a chair beside her, "Stay calm, all flustered, what does that look like? Didn’t I promise there wouldn’t be any fatalities? What are you so worried about?"

Jasper Hawthorne: "...Sis, I’m not worried about fatalities, I’m worried about you getting hurt."

Jasper Hawthorne almost couldn’t help himself, reaching out to feel Raina North’s forehead, wondering if she’d developed a fever and lost her senses.

Surely she had, otherwise how could his sister-in-law be so adorably... clueless...

Just as Jasper Hawthorne was about to persuade her further, the burly leader raised his fist and swung at the Third Elder.

The Third Elder was still smiling, his face full of wrinkles grinning, as if unaware of the approaching danger.

"It’s over..." Jasper Hawthorne felt a chill in his heart, thinking this cute little old man would be commemorating next year.

Unable to bear watching, Jasper Hawthorne closed his eyes, and sure enough, there was a scream.

Jasper Hawthorne’s heart skipped a beat, but remembering that he now had to be a support to his sister-in-law, he bravely opened his eyes and then...

Jasper Hawthorne believed himself to be sick.

Very sick.

He must be hallucinating.

It had to be a hallucination; why else would that cheerful old man, who resembled an elderly gentleman strolling in the park, be able to hoist that burly thug single-handedly and then, with a flick of his wrist, toss him aside?