She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 1028: The Old Man Steps Over His Son to Take Power

"Your second uncle is looking for you."

Raina North said as she tossed the phone to Jasper Hawthorne with a flick of her wrist.

Jasper clumsily caught the phone, stamring after a mont.

Half an hour later, having promised a million dollars, a yacht, and a helicopter, Jasper, looking like he was on steroids, rushed to Raina North, exclaiming excitedly, "Sis-in-law! Sis-in-law! It really was Casper, Baby, and Shea. The heroic way they tead up to swindle my little money is unmistakable. Oh my God, they really are my three little darlings."

Seeing Jasper’s eager expression, as if wanting to be swindled even more, Raina quickly stopped him.

Though her own son did this, Raina couldn’t help but think Casper North was too wicked—selling out his own mother to swindle money was one thing, but why not even spare such a silly uncle?

This was definitely not okay; she couldn’t let Casper North bully this not-so-bright younger uncle just like that.

Jasper failed to notice Raina’s loving gaze, still completely exhilarated: "Sis-in-law, how exactly did you rescue those three little rascals?"

"There was no rescue. They were never kidnapped; they snuck away to find ." Raina briefly recounted what happened in The Umbral Zone.

"That’s great, truly great." Jasper murmured, his eyes instantly reddening.

"Get a grip." Raina scolded lightly, but her tone was very gentle.

At the side, Lune couldn’t help but glance over frequently upon witnessing this.

Not that he was jealous of this sowhat silly second young master.

Jasper snorted a couple of tis, suddenly recalling: "If I had known earlier that you’d rescued Grandma and also found those three little rascals, I wouldn’t have easily let Susan Kensington off! That old hag is so malicious, she better not think about having a good ti! And that old man’s inauguration ceremony, does he think he’s fit to be The Hawthorne Group’s CEO? Running The Hawthorne Family?"

"Do you even need to say?"

Jasper’s spirits lifted, looking at Raina with anticipation: "Sis-in-law, did you do sothing again?"

"I heard this ceremony was being live-stread."

Hearing Raina’s words, Jasper suddenly realized, bouncing out like a monkey to find his tablet.

With the speed he had honed from twenty-plus years of being single, he quickly entered the live stream room.

And then, was pushed out...

The channel that The Hawthorne Group was broadcasting on was overloaded...

Jasper looked bewildered, muttering, "What, is a live stream of an old man climbing over his son to rise so fascinating? Oh, how tis have changed."

Jasper shook his head, sighing with a woeful look.

Suddenly, sothing landed beside him with a thud.

Jasper picked it up and saw it was a small object resembling a plug.

"Sis-in-law, what’s this?"

Raina said, "A signal receiver. It’ll ensure you watch the stream smoothly without being kicked off."

"Sis-in-law, you’re truly my real sis-in-law." Jasper praised, imdiately plugging the signal receiver into his computer.

Re-entering the live stream room, it was smooth sailing.

The live stream room was bustling, the comnts section filled with ssages flying by so fast he couldn’t even catch the specifics before they were gone.

To figure out what was happening, Jasper clicked on the playback.

In the video.

Vincent Hawthorne, dressed in a dashing suit, entered the venue surrounded by a crowd.

The waiting reporters imdiately applauded, expressing their welco.

"Thank you." Vincent nodded, exuding the air of a successful person.

That deanor could easily charm naive young girls, who would label this as the charm of a mature and elegant uncle.