She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 962: The Key to Getting Rich

"Not yet. They are also waiting for this Sea Calm Stage. Orion, you know it’s really too dangerous to co and go during the Sea Calm Stage. The people from The Crimson Blade Hall value their lives."

Hearing this, Raina North let out a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, things haven’t reached the worst point yet.

While Raina North was conversing with Pip Finch, Elias Hawthorne had already opened other web pages, browsing various news about The Hawthorne Group.

The Hawthorne Group, being the top conglorate in Southgate, had its every move watched closely. Coupled with the recent change of the president and frequent activities, it beca even more the center of attention.

Raina North watched with a frown. She also owned several businesses, and although she was mostly a hands-off manager, she could see that sothing unusual was happening at The Hawthorne Group.

Simply put, unless soone aid to bring the group down, no major conglorate like The Hawthorne Group would cause such a stir lightly.

Yet, so clueless investors were frantically buying The Hawthorne Group’s stocks, pushing the stock price to an unbelievable height, while Vincent Hawthorne, acting as interim president of The Hawthorne Group, gained considerable support as a result.

Just as Raina North was about to speak, a window suddenly popped up on the webpage.

It was a live broadcast.

Seeing this live broadcast, Raina imdiately forgot what she was about to say, her gaze fixated on the screen.

"Huh? It’s Second Master Hawthorne again. He’s been appearing quite frequently," Pip Finch muttered, his gaze on Raina North filled with suspicion.

He was very suspicious that Orion had found a new favorite, otherwise, why would he care so much about the Hawthorne Family’s affairs?

Originally, Pip Finch was worried that Brother Naless would be upset about this, but to his surprise, Brother Naless, just like Orion, was watching with great interest.

At that mont, Pip Finch felt enlightened.

He understood why Orion didn’t choose Hades despite being afflicted with the Insect Venom. Corvus Hades was too domineering and possessive; he’d never help Orion choose a new favorite.

Pip Finch shook his head, sighing. Suddenly, he had an idea; he thought he might secretly tell Hades this little secret. When Hades got what he wanted, wouldn’t he give Pip a big red envelope?

At that mont, Pip Finch had an epiphany. It seed he really found a good way to get rich.

Raina North and Elias Hawthorne did not have Pip Finch’s distractions; their attention was entirely captured by the content of the live broadcast.

It was a high-society banquet.

Vincent Hawthorne, over fifty but well-preserved, more elegant and mature, exuding charm, stood there with Susan Kensington, wearing a red evening gown and adorned with a priceless set of erald jade. Their appearance imdiately drew everyone’s attention at the banquet.

The host was Raymond Thorne of The Thorne Family, who personally greeted them with a broad smile: "The esteed couple’s presence truly graces The Thorne Family."

Vincent Hawthorne smiled: "Master Thorne is too polite. I must thank Master Thorne for the kind invitation. Over the years, this is the first ti Master Thorne has personally invited to a banquet."

There was a tone of dissatisfaction in Vincent Hawthorne’s words.

Over the years, with the eldest son in charge and due to his marriage to Susan Kensington, Vincent’s status was quite awkward. The upper-class society in Southgate seed to have collectively forgotten to send him invitations when hosting banquets. Being a man of principles, he would never attend without an invitation; it was too impolite.

So nouveau riche or heads of smaller families did want to invite him to their banquets, but Vincent Hawthorne held himself too high to attend.