She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 828: She Secretly Had a Child Behind Your Back (2)

Now these kids are flaunting the banner of her great ntor, and the great ntor is the most respected and even deified R in the international arena.

As for whether it has caused serious consequences, isn’t it up to the person responsible for this affair to decide how to view and handle it?

Moreover, ssing up this concert and involving so many elites, the consequences are already serious enough.

lody Golding’s gaze swept over, and sure enough, she saw Claire Lowell’s eyes light up, obviously understanding the aning in her words.

lody Golding’s lips curled slightly, revealing a secretive smile.

Don’t bla her, bla oneself for daring to marry a man like the Lord of the Dark Tower without having the competence. With such a provocation, if she doesn’t die, who will?

The only tricky part is that it was just this kid who ntioned her great ntor, and Raina North hasn’t directly acknowledged it. If she uses this to argue, it would be really troubleso.

After all, if such a small child really argues, there’s no way around it.

Claire Lowell obviously thought of these things as well, and without lody Golding’s reminder, she began to press: "Tell ! What exactly do you intend to do by impersonating Master R? Are you trying to deceive Naless with this?"

Claire Lowell thought she knew the truth, that it must be like this. If not, how could soone as excellent as Naless possibly fancy this little waiter?

Claire Lowell thought that when this woman was impersonating, she certainly didn’t know how severe the consequences of impersonating Master R in the Umbral Zone would be.

Actually, it can be understood.

After all, the concert is sothing only high society can be fortunate enough to hear, while for ordinary people like this woman, the most extravagant thing is probably to collect a music CD of Master R.

And music CDs and concerts are worlds apart, not even comparable.

"Impersonate?" Raina North’s eyebrows raised slightly, her expression indescribably strange: "You’re saying I impersonate?"

"What else?" Claire Lowell amusingly flicked her hair, the ssy strands making her mood worsen. Just thinking about how she appeared disheveled in front of Naless made her want to go crazy with anger: "What else? You want to say you’re Master R, right? Haha..."

As she said this, Claire Lowell couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Maybe her laughter was too terrifying because Baby Hawthorne, who had been obediently lying in Elias Hawthorne’s arms, suddenly woke up.

He scread, waving his little arms frantically, his small face already flushed red from the high fever contorted, eyes filled with scarlet.

Elias Hawthorne’s expression changed imdiately, softly calling: "Baby! Baby!"

However, Baby couldn’t hear him.

His entire being had shut down, like a little wild beast pushed to the edge in frenzy.

He couldn’t hear anyone, couldn’t see anyone.

Elias Hawthorne’s face grew somber seeing his son’s condition, Baby was having an episode.

He didn’t dare to delay, imdiately picking up his son, ready to ask Dante Drake to prepare the car and take Baby to the hospital when he heard the sound of the piano.

As the piano music beca lighter and more lively, the frenzied little monster-like Baby Hawthorne gradually cald down, and the expression on his small face beca more and more peaceful.