Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Worlds Apart (1)
Miss Chandler couldn’t help but hold Mrs. Chandler’s arm and gently shake it: "Mommy, Mommy."
Mrs. Chandler gently patted her daughter: "Sit properly. Look at yourself, aren’t you afraid Mrs. Hawthorne will laugh at you?"
Susan Kensington smiled and said, "Mrs. Chandler is wonderful in every way, just too polite. Miss Chandler is educated and well-mannered, very endearing. I simply adore her."
Mrs. Chandler was energized upon hearing this: "Mrs. Hawthorne, do you really like my daughter?"
Susan Kensington smiled slightly: "Of course, how could anyone not like such a lovely Miss Chandler?"
Mrs. Chandler was delighted and eagerly said, "Since Mrs. Hawthorne likes my daughter so much, why not keep her by your side always."
Miss Chandler’s cheeks suddenly turned red, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.
Rhoda Kensington couldn’t help but look over at Miss Chandler.
Miss Chandler happened to look over too.
Their gazes collided in mid-air.
Miss Chandler was momentarily stunned, then revealed a friendly yet noble smile, a smile that belonged to a lady born into privilege and accustomed to superiority.
Rhoda Kensington’s expression remained unchanged, but there was a trace of melancholy in her eyes, and her fingers tightened slightly at her side.
Compared to these darlings of destiny, she was indeed lacking a lot.
Susan Kensington noticed this and said calmly, "Mrs. Chandler is joking again. Miss Chandler is your jewel, you cherish her too much to let her stay with me. Don’t say that again, or I’ll take it seriously."
"It’s for the best if you take it seriously." Mrs. Chandler moved a bit closer to Susan Kensington and whispered, "Mrs. Hawthorne, we are kindred spirits, so I won’t say those customary words. In another month, that stand-in imposter will be divorcing President Hawthorne. Do you have any plans?"
Susan Kensington smiled faintly: "Plans? What plans?"
"You are good in every way, but you’re too sincere," Mrs. Chandler said, disappointed. "You should plan for yourself, Mrs. Hawthorne. To me, you seem perfect, but in President Hawthorne’s eyes, you might still just be a stepmother. Your life might not be so easy."
"Elias has always been very respectful to me as his stepmother," Susan Kensington said, her expression somewhat strained.
Mrs. Chandler saw it clearly but didn’t expose it, instead smiling and saying, "Even so, you should plan more, even if not for yourself, then for Mr. Elias."
Susan Kensington hesitated: "Then what do you mean, Mrs. Chandler?"
"What I mean is, this time when President Hawthorne remarries, he will definitely choose a lady from a reputable family, but who he marries is crucial. If he finds a daughter-in-law who gets along well with you and respects you like her biological mother, your life as a stepmother would be much easier, wouldn’t it?"
Susan Kensington finally understood: "Mrs. Chandler, you’re right. I hadn’t thought of that before."
"It’s not too late to think about it now," Mrs. Chandler continued. "Susan... I’m two years older than you, so I’ll take the liberty of calling you Susan. Since you like my daughter so much, why not let my daughter be your daughter-in-law? With our friendship, if my daughter marries President Hawthorne, she will definitely be obedient and respectful to you. Having a daughter-in-law who is of one mind with you beside President Hawthorne will not only make your life easier but will also support Mr. Elias, killing two birds with one stone."
Susan Kensington nodded continuously, but her expression was quite troubled: "Since Ms. Chandler doesn’t see me as an outsider, I won’t be afraid of your laughter. Although I am Mrs. Hawthorne, you know I am just the awkwardly positioned stepmother; I have no say in Elias’s marriage affairs."