She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 411: Playing Dead with Brotherly Teamwork (1)

This is definitely the toughest day Claire North has ever had.

These two little brats are simply the embodint of demons.

To showcase motherly love, she voluntarily entered the kitchen, initially planning to just make an appearance and then hand it over to the servants, but Casper North and Baby Hawthorne insisted on joining her.

They claid to be helping, but...

Handling disgusting eels, chopping onions, cutting peppers... Claire wasn’t allowed to ask anyone for help.

Several tis Claire tried to ask the servants for assistance, only to hear Casper North’s annoying voice teasing: "Oh dear, why are you so clumsy? You need help with this? My mommy can whip up a full banquet all by herself. Are you trying to have a motherly love feast assisted by others?"

"You can’t even do this? My mommy can..."

"Need help chopping an onion? Do you think cooking is just for show?"

"My mommy can do anything..."

"Oh, you’re both sisters, yet the difference is so big, huh?"

...

For a while, the kitchen was filled with Casper North’s voice, praising Raina North and belittling Claire North.

Claire North was inwardly furious but could only grit her teeth and force a smile: "Baby, look, the kitchen is chaotic and dangerous, your brother is still young, how about you take him outside to drink juice and watch TV?"

"Auntie, you wouldn’t be thinking of persuading us to leave so you can call for help, would you?" Casper North bluntly exposed her plan.

Claire North never intended to do it herself, alright? If it hadn’t been for these two little brats watching her, none of this would have happened.

"No such thing, Auntie is just worried you might be too tired."

"Kind of tired." Casper North nodded, waved his hand, and imdiately a servant served him juice.

After saying so much, he was dying of thirst.

"Thanks, Auntie, for your concern, but my mommy taught from a young age that when visiting soone, you have to work hard, not just eat and not help out."

Claire North almost choked, looking at Casper North’s bright smile, as dazzling as it could be.

He’s tired?

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he acted like a master, having a chair, fruit juice, and snacks brought in, ordering food blatantly.

That’s not all; he also had a servant attending to him closely.

At this mont, he was crossing his legs, pointing here and there like a certain master, truly acting as if he was a noble young lord.

Just a little brat.

And although Baby Hawthorne didn’t speak, the disappointed and suspicious look in his eyes pierced Claire North’s heart even more.

Going back and forth, for the sake of holding out and not being outdone by Raina North, Claire North finally bore it despite suffering.

Little did she know, this was exactly what the two little brats wanted.

Claire North was in the kitchen stubbornly battling with cooking skills, chopping onions, cutting peppers, mashing coriander, kneading dough, until Baby Hawthorne brought in a fresh and slippery eel, and Claire North finally couldn’t take it anymore.

With her face splattered with blood, Claire North scread and dashed out of the kitchen, while Casper North gave Baby Hawthorne a thumbs up: "Sacrificing mom for the greater good, impressive."

This guy is a ruthless one.

Baby Hawthorne glared at him and calmly walked out of the kitchen: "Let’s get to work."

Casper North imdiately jumped off his chair, holding his stomach, pretending to be uncomfortable, one attracting everyone’s attention, the other calling for help.

Luckily they found the fake Bobby quickly.

"Who are you, what do you want to do?"

"Bro, help us out, play dead for a bit, will you?" Casper North had barely finished speaking when the fake Bobby fainted with a look of terror.

"What did you do to him?" Baby Hawthorne asked Casper North, turning his head.

"Raina’s secret potion, a must-have for travel at ho, want a bottle? One bottle for 998, first item half price." Money-minded Master North never forgot to make a profit.

However, Baby Hawthorne, usually generous, didn’t take the bait this ti: "I’d rather ask mommy for it outright, why spend money to buy?"