The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 263 - I Will Cure Your Disease

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Chapter 263: I Will Cure Your Disease

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Gallon frowned. “Experiment? What experiment?”

“Sit up and adjust the time. Although it can’t let your body travel through time, it can make your mind feel like you are on the scene. Umm… it’s kinda like VR, you know?”

Gallon was skeptical.

Dr. Kurt urged him. “Sit up quickly.”

Gallon walked to the big machine and sat down in the middle. Dr. Kurt put the helmet on his head and then turned the power on.

“Wait a minute!” Gallon narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure… there is nothing wrong in doing this?”

“Don’t worry. The electricity won’t kill you. What moment in the past would you like to go back to?” Dr. Kurt pressed on the display next to him.

Gallon clenched his hands, his voice hoa.r.s.e. “Four years ago.”

“OK, close your eyes.”

Gallon closed his eyes and only heard a loud noise in his ears, and then, he felt dizzy. When the sound gradually disappeared, he found that he was in the Garcias’ house.

Standing outside the door, the servant greeted him cordially. “Hi, Dr. Miller!”

A girl in slippers ran to the balcony, poking out her head, and her hair slid down her shoulders. Under the sun, her skirt fluttered like b.u.t.terfly wings. She put her slender arms on the railing and smiled at Gallon. “Dr. Miller!”

Gallon had brought apricot seedlings.

This was what he promised Susan before.

In the afternoon, the two of them took a shovel and planted the sapling outside the gate.

The hem of Susan Garcia’s skirt was stained with dirt, but she didn’t mind and sat on the ground. Holding her white cheeks with her dirty hands, she said with a smile, “I really want spring to come soon so that I can see the trees full of almond blossoms. Dr. Miller, will you watch it with me?”

Gallon sat opposite her. “Sure.”

The sun was still warm, but the sky turned gloomy.

In the bathroom, the blood was all over the floor, looking shocking.

The servants grabbed Susan and s.n.a.t.c.hed the blade from her hand. The blood leaked from the wound on her wrist, ticking on the cold floor.

She struggled and screamed madly as if she was strangled by fear. Her pupils dilated, her face was twisted, and she looked extremely painful.

“Let me die! Let me die! The world is h.e.l.l. You are all demons. Let me leave!!”

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. She looked at Gallon through her messy hair and begged. “Dr. Miller… let me die…”

Gallon’s lips squirmed and he could barely hear his own voice. “I will cure your disease…”

In bipolar disorder, the patient’s emotions were always in two extreme states. Sometimes they were as enthusiastic as the warm sun, while sometimes they felt as if they were falling into an abyss, sad and painful.

The last time he saw her was in her bedroom.

Susan leaned on the bed, her wrist wound wrapped in gauze, and she smiled palely. “Dr. Miller, with hypnosis, my illness will be cured, right?”

Gallon sat aside, stretched out his hand, and patted her head. “Yes, it’s like going to sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up.”

A servant walked into the bedroom with milk in her hand. “Miss, drink some milk. It may help with hypnosis.”

Susan took the milk and drank it under the watchful eyes of the servant.

As the servant left, Susan slowly lay down, closing her eyes, with an expectant smile over her lips.

She hoped that everything would get better when she woke up.

As the hypnosis slowly came to an end, Gallon leaned over and whispered in her ear.. “Susan, when I count to three, open your eyes.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 262 - Time Machine

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Chapter 262: Time Machine

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“How do you know her?” Claire somewhat had an interrogatory tone.

Rick was silent.

After a while, he said, “She fell from the sky…”

What?

Rick explained. “A few months ago, when I was swimming at home, she suddenly fell from the sky and dropped straight into my swimming pool.”

Claire frowned. “Are you kidding?”

Rick’s expression was serious. “I don’t need to make such a joke, right?”

“Have you investigated her?” Claire tilted her head and glanced at Dora who was not far away.

She stared at the cake intently.

“Yes.” Rick said.

Claire retracted her gaze. “What about the result?”

“Nothing.” Rick pondered for a moment and then said, “She was like… appearing here out of thin air. By the way, the first thing she did when she lived in my house was to ask me to investigate you.”

“Me?” A cold light flashed across Claire’s eyes.

Why?

“Yes, after discovering that you are in Lance Middle School, she also asked to enter Lance Middle School. I think you two know each other.”

Claire’s hand clenched the coffee cup harder and harder.

So, Dora’s goal was her from the beginning?

When she first saw her, she followed her, and entered the Lance Middle School the next day, sticking to her no matter when and where.

What was her purpose?

Was she sent to watch her, or did she want something from her?

Dora picked the cake and bounced her way back with a smile on her face.

Claire stood up suddenly with a cold expression. “I’m leaving now.”

“Huh?” Dora was stunned. “Why don’t you stay and eat the cake with me?”

Without looking back, Claire walked straight out of the cafe.

Dora pouted, a little dazed, and looked at Rick. “What’s wrong?”

Rick dragged her down to her seat and said, “Hurry up and eat. Let’s go home after you finish.”

“OK.” Dora began to eat the cake happily.

At the same time, the other side.

As soon as they left, Gallon received a call.

It was Doctor Kurt.

His hands trembled slightly. After picking up the phone, he blurted out. “Is… is there any new progress on the time machine?”

Doctor Kurt smiled and said, “You can come and see for yourself when you are free.”

“I’m free now!”

Gallon turned off the gas in the kitchen, grabbed his coat, and rushed out of the apartment.

He hurried all the way to the laboratory.

Dr. Kurt was wearing a white lab coat. He was about thirty years old and was balding. With a pair of big dark circles underneath his eyes, he seemed not to sleep well, but his gaze was bright and excited.

His head was lowered and he was fiddling with something. When he found that Gallon had arrived, he waved his gloved hand at him.

“Come, come on in!”

The gla.s.s door was automatically open to both sides.

Gallon couldn’t wait to rush in. “Where is the time machine?”

Doctor Kurt pointed to the side. “There, over there.”

Gallon turned his head and saw a cold square machine, about two meters high and wide, with a seat in the middle, a helmet hung on the seat, and a lot of wires wrapped around it.

This was literally piled up with his money.

Almost all his savings had been spent on it.

Gallon walked out slowly, stretched out his hand, but didn’t dare to touch it. “How… how does it work?”

Dr. Kurt lowered his head and said, “I haven’t worked out the time travel function yet.”

Gallon’s eyes darkened instantly, and he was a little annoyed. “Then why did you call me over?”

He was so excited that he almost had a car accident.

“I wanted to show you the machine in case you thought that I’m a swindler. Oh, by the way,” Dr.. Kurt said, “we’ve already come a step closer to success, so I called you over to test it.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 261 - It's Better Not To Have Such A Meeting

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Chapter 261: It’s Better Not To Have Such A Meeting

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It was the police chief whom Claire had met in the charity auction. He came over, and noticed the two little girls sitting next to him. He turned his head to look, and was startled.

“Claire Smith?”

Claire raised her eyes and nodded slightly at him, looking indifferent.

The young police officer blinked. “Sir, do you know her?”

This police chief felt sorry for a long time that he didn’t get this girl’s contact information. Not expecting to meet her again, he was overjoyed.

“She is the high school girl who helped us capture the theft gang last time.”

The young police officer was shocked.

He heard from the police chief about that incident, and really wanted to meet that amazing girl. He didn’t expect that Claire turned out to be that girl!

Thinking of his impolite behavior just now, he couldn’t help but feel regretful and a little fl.u.s.tered.

The people around them started twittering.

“So it’s her…”

Dora asked curiously. “You all know about that?”

Everyone nodded. “Yes, it was on the TV news. Those thieves had been rampant for a long time. It’s great they’ve finally been captured!”

On the day of the charity auction, several reporters had come.

At this time, the police chief asked. “Why did you come to the police station? What happened?”

The young police officer laughed awkwardly and pointed at the man next to him. “This man suspects that they stole his wallet.”

The police chief froze for a moment. “Oh? Did you find out who stole it?”

“We’ve already sent someone to capture the suspect.”

At this time, Tom escorted two people in.

It was a man and a woman. The man had a crew cut and wore gray striped s.h.i.+rts, and the woman had long wavy curly hair and wore a white dress.

Tom took out a blue purse. “We found this on them. They were preparing to divide the spoils when we found them!”

“My wallet!” The man rushed forward, took back the wallet, and checked it carefully.

Fortunately, there was nothing missing.

The young police officer ran in front of the two and saw that the man had a mole under his ear and a snake tattoo on the back of his hand, and there was a stain on the hem of the woman’s dress.

His eyes almost popped out.

Claire was right!

Dora walked over to the man who was holding the wallet. She rested her hands on her hips, and said angrily, “Now the truth is out. Shouldn’t you apologize?”

Everyone looked at them.

The man looked embarra.s.sed, lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice. “I… I’m sorry…”

Dora snorted coldly. “If you don’t have any evidence, don’t slander people blindly.”

The man nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes…”

Claire stood up from the chair and took Dora’s hand. “It’s alright. We gotta go.”

“Wait a minute.” The police chief took out his cell phone and said with a smile, “It’s fate that makes us meet again. Can you give me your contact information this time?”

Claire lowered her eyes, showing no expression, and her voice was cold. “It’s better not to have such a meeting.”

“Well…” The police chief was stunned.

When he wanted to speak again, Claire had already pulled Dora away.

When they walked out of the police station, a black car stopped in front of them and Rick got out of the car.

“Rickie!” Dora threw into his arms and sobbed.

Rick asked with a dark expression. “What’s the matter?”

Dora’s voice was soft. “I’m fine now.”

Only then did Rick seem to notice the person next to Dora. He turned to look at her only to meet Claire’s scrutinizing gaze.

A cafe.

Dora was choosing cakes.

Claire sat in the corner. Her cold eyes pa.s.sed Rick who was sitting opposite, and she said slowly, “You said you are her guardian, but you don’t seem to have any relations.h.i.+p with her.”

“You don’t know her?” Rick asked.

Claire narrowed her eyes slightly.

What did this… mean? Should she know her?

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 260 - Recite The Numbers

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Chapter 260: Recite The Numbers

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Claire curled the corners of her lips and said, “I have a good memory. Is there a problem?”

“No matter how good your memory is, can it be so good?” The young police officer smiled contemptuously.

Claire didn’t speak but slowly closed her eyes. As her fingers were tapping the desktop gently, she quickly searched the pictures in her mind.

The few people next to her were stunned, wondering what she was doing.

After a while, she opened her eyes, stared blankly, and said unhurriedly, “The man on his left is a male, about 30 years old, with a crew cut and a height of about 1.70m. There is a mole on the bottom of his left ear. He was wearing a gray striped s.h.i.+rt, washed-out jeans, and black pint-tipped leather shoes, and had a snake tattoo on the back of his hand.

To his right, it was a woman, about 30 years old, with long wavy blonde hair and a height of about 163m. She was wearing a white dress with a small stain on the hem. ”

The young police officer was dumbfounded.

What… was going on here?

Claire glanced sideways at him. “Did you hear clearly? You can follow the clues I provided to find these two people.”

The man yelled. “Are you in a place to order the police officer? Who knows if you made it all up? I don’t have any impression of these two people!”

The young police officer couldn’t help but sneer. “Little girl, your memory is so good that you even remember a mole? Did you watch too many TV shows? And do you think the police force is so easy to mobilize? We don’t even know if the two people exist or not, why should we search for them?”

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“Let’s play a little game.” Claire pulled out a piece of white paper from the table and handed it to the young police officer. “You or others, write a random number on the paper. I only need to read it once before I recite it.”

The young police officer was skeptical. “Does it matter how long the number is?”

“No.”

When other people heard their words, they all ran over.

The young police officer wrote a series of numbers, so did the man, and everyone else lined up to write numbers on the paper one by one.

The numbers almost filled a large piece of paper.

The young police officer handed the paper to Claire with disdain in his eyes. He didn’t quite believe it, thinking that Claire was just bragging.

Dora clenched her fists and looked at Claire. “Come on!”

Claire’s indifferent gaze swept across the paper, and then she returned the paper to the young police officer.

Everyone was stunned.

“Is… is this alright?”

The young police officer took it blankly, and his eyes widened.

“538864462862…” Claire had already begun to recite the first number.

The young police officer hurriedly picked up the paper and swiped his fingers along the numbers. Everyone gathered around and compared the numbers one by one.

“5689236054258628941395…”

Claire recited extremely fast, and it seemed that she didn’t even need to think.

After three minutes, she recited all the numbers.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at her with incredible looks.

She didn’t make even a single error!

There was a burst of loud applause.

Overwhelmed with admiration, the young police officer asked. “How did you do this?”

Claire shrugged and said casually, “I told you I have a good memory.”

She picked up the paper and pencil on the table, quickly drew two sketches of people, and handed them to the young police officer. “Now, can you go search for them? We have to go home.”

The young police officer hurriedly took the sketches and ordered Tom to take some policemen to search for the two people.

The man sat on the chair, peeping at the girl, and didn’t dare to nag again.

Dora threw herself onto Claire, hugging her and laughing foolishly.

At this moment, the young police officer on the opposite side suddenly got up, stood upright, made a salute, and called respectfully. “h.e.l.lo, Sir!”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 259 - You Must Have Targeted Me A Long Time Ago

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Chapter 259: You Must Have Targeted Me A Long Time Ago

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They were taken to their seats.

In front of Claire was a young police officer who asked. “What’s the matter? Who stole your wallet?”

The man immediately pointed to Claire and Dora and shouted. “These two stole my wallet on the bus and didn’t admit it!”

The young police officer looked at Claire and Dora up and down and couldn’t help sighing. “Girls, you are still at the age of schooling. You should turn to your parents for help if you have financial difficulties instead of stealing. You will regret what you did when you grow up!”

Claire raised her eyes, her eyes sharp. “Did you find the evidence?”

The young police officer said carelessly, “I’ve seen too many girls like you, OK? Come on, take out the wallet and call your parents.”

Claire leaned back in the chair, crossed her legs casually, and said with a sneer, “Oh… So, just because you’re a police officer, you can accuse a person without any evidence, right?”

Other people around all looked over.

The young police officer looked embarra.s.sed and had to ask the man. “Did you see them steal your wallet with your own eyes?”

The man hesitated. “I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but the two of them were standing next to me. Who else is it?”

“If you don’t have evidence, you can’t say that.” the young police officer shouted to the front. “Tom, go to the bus headquarters and get the surveillance video.”

“Okay!”

Before long, the surveillance video was delivered over.

In the video, there was a crowd of people. Dora was indeed standing next to the man, but there were so many people that it couldn’t be seen whether she took the wallet or not.

“Look, her hand moved!” The man suddenly pointed to the screen. “It must be at this moment that she took my wallet!”

Dora said huffily, “I can’t even move? Do you mean I should stand upright like a zombie?”

“You…” The man was speechless.

Each stuck to his argument, and the surveillance video was not clear. The young police officer didn’t know who to believe.

At this moment, Claire tilted her head and looked at the man coldly.

The man felt very uneasy under her stare. “What… why are you looking at me like this?!”

Claire asked the man. “Is your wallet blue in color?”

The man patted the desk and jumped up. “She admitted it, she admitted it! How did you know that my wallet is blue if you didn’t steal it?!”

Claire said slowly, her voice calm as a pool of stagnant water, “You got on the same bus stop as us. Before you got on the bus, there were two people standing on your left and right and pa.s.sing by you at the same time. I saw the person on the left was holding something blue. It should be your wallet.”

The man widened his eyes and froze for a long time before he snapped. “You even noticed that? It shows that you had targeted me a long time ago and now you just want to blame others for your crime!”

The young police officer waved his hand and motioned to the man to sit down. “Stop arguing. Let’s just check the surveillance video.”

Tom leaned close to his ear and whispered. “The place where they got on the bus is very remote. The surveillance is nothing but decoration.”

“Well…” The young police officer coughed dryly and looked at Claire. “There is no surveillance over there, so there is no way to prove that your words are true.”

He asked the man again. “Do you remember two people pa.s.sing by you?”

The man shook his head in confusion. “No.”

The young police officer glanced at Claire.. “Look, even he doesn’t remember. How can you remember it so clearly? And you even remember that one person was holding something blue?! Did you really target him a long time ago?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 258 - Thieves

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Chapter 258: Thieves

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The warm sun was s.h.i.+ning obliquely outside the window.

Dora was lying on her stomach on the sofa, watching cartoons while stuffing potato chips in her mouth.

Gallon leaned against the kitchen door, watching the residue fall from her mouth onto the sofa, feeling sorry for his sofa.

“Why did you bring her here again?”

Claire sat on the chair and took a sip of the soda. “She followed me here.”

Gallon narrowed his eyes and pondered. “Don’t you think she is suspicious? She looks like Hunter so much, especially the eyes. Tusk… you gotta be careful.”

“OK.” Claire responded casually.

“Actually I have investigated her.”

Hearing what Gallon said, Claire raised her eyes and looked at him. “What then?”

Gallon spread his hands. “Nothing was found.”

“Nothing?” Claire was a little surprised.

“Yes, I can’t find the least information about her. It’s like she doesn’t even exist. It’s weird, isn’t it?”

Claire turned her eyes to the girl on the sofa, and a gleam of doubt flashed across her keen eyes.

Dora puffed her cheeks. “Uncle Miller, I can hear you!”

“…”

In the evening, after finis.h.i.+ng dinner, Claire took Dora away.

Dora stroked her round belly and smiled. “Thank you for your hospitality, Uncle Miller!”

Gallon rubbed his temple. This darn girl gave him a headache.

It was rush hour, so the bus was full of people. Claire grabbed Dora’s collar and took her to squeeze into the bus.

Dora was excited. “This is the first time I’ve ever taken a bus. It’s so fun!”

The others in the bus cast strange glances at her.

Claire said deadpan. “Shut up.”

“OK…”

The bus moved forward slowly, and the surroundings were a little noisy.

At this moment, a man suddenly yelled and rummaged in his pocket. “Where is my wallet?!”

The others just glanced at him indifferently and didn’t care.

Suddenly, the man grabbed Dora violently. “You thief! Return my wallet!”

Claire was the first to react. She grabbed the man’s wrist and exerted some strength.

“Ouch…” The man’s face was distorted with pain.

Claire said coldly, “Let go!”

His bones were about to be crushed. The man had to let go of Dora.

Claire immediately blocked Dora behind her.

The man clutched his wrist and yelled. “Thieves! Two female thieves. Instead of studying hard at school, you two are stealing!”

Claire frowned and anger almost burst out of her deep dark eyes.

“Do you have any evidence?”

The man pointed at Dora. ” She was standing next to me just now. Who else can steal my wallet except for her?”

Dora poked her head out and waved her hand. “It’s not me. I don’t lack money!”

The man showed a fierce look, trying to intimidate Claire and Dora. “Shut up! Give my wallet back. Or I’ll beat you!”

Claire tilted her head and smiled at him. “You can have a try.”

The man was a bit scared by her wicked smile.

“Can you stop quarreling?” The driver stopped the car at a bus stop. “Get off. Then you can take your time to quarrel!”

After being driven out of the bus by the driver, the man took out his cell phone and called the police. “I’m gonna call the police and arrest you!”

Dora was still hiding behind Claire and said softly, “I didn’t steal his wallet.”

Claire nodded and said nothing.

Soon, a police car came and took them to the police station.

As soon as they walked in, they saw a few punks quarreling inside, kicking and smas.h.i.+ng chairs, almost a.s.saulting the police, and some old women and men were yelling and shoving each other.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 257 - Mr. Walker, Mr. Walker, Mr. Walker

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Chapter 257: Mr. Walker, Mr. Walker, Mr. Walker

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“You…” Rick’s handsome face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth. “Do you really like him?!”

Realizing that the man had misunderstood, Dora hurriedly explained. “No… not that kind of like. It’s another kind of like. Do you understand?”

Like is like. What’s the difference?

There was a fire in Rick’s heart.

Dora stepped forward, stuck to him again, and said very seriously, “Anyway, you have to respect him, OK?”

Rick stared wide in anger.

What?! He had to respect him?!

“Humph!” Rick threw the girl’s arm away, turned and walked away quickly.

Dora hurriedly chased after him. “Rickie, are you angry?”

Rick said gruffly, “Don’t hold me to sleep tonight!”

“Huh?” Dora wailed. “Don’t. I’ll be scared if I sleep alone, Rickie…”

In the Smiths’ house.

Claire walked to the second floor and was about to enter the room when Phoebe suddenly rushed over and stared at the certificate in her hand, looking crazy.

“When Mom said that she didn’t prepare anything for you, why didn’t you tell her you had already donated? You deliberately didn’t say that, right?! You just wanted to steal my thunder and make Mom lose face!”

Claire narrowed her eyes and smiled. “It’s my freedom to say it or not. If you are unconvinced, donate something more expensive than my piece.”

With that, she smiled contemptuously at her, walked into the room, and slammed the door.

Nothing went well today. Phoebe was about to explode with anger.

——

At noon, the rooftop.

Larry lay on the chair, enjoying the suns.h.i.+ne comfortably.

Derek kicked open the iron gate and walked over. “Why do you have to call me over? I’m busy.”

Jack snorted and said, “Oh, we’re so honored to be allowed to see you. How can you be busy?”

Derek pulled a chair over and sat down. “I’ve been busy studying recently.”

“Huh?” Larry suddenly sat up and looked at him incredulously. “You? Study?!”

Derek raised his eyebrows and said with an ostentatious tone, “You guys know nothing. Mr. Walker said that as long as I get into the top ten in the school in the coming exam, he’ll give me a reward.”

“…”

Jack and Larry both fell silent.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird.

After a moment of silence, Jack coughed dryly. “Well… a new movie was released recently, and the rating seems to be pretty good.”

“Oh, that one…” Derek interrupted. “I’ve just watched it with Mr. Walker. It’s not that good.”

Larry rolled his eyes.

They began to talk about the charity auction last night.

Jack said to Larry, “It’s a pity that you didn’t attend it. It was wonderful last night. Big Sister Claire stunned everyone. She discerned the authenticity of a diamond with her naked eye and helped the police arrest a theft gang!”

Larry gaped in shock. “Really? So awesome?”

Derek said, “Why would we lie to you? My sister-in-law has always been so awesome. I planned to buy the Cullinan Diamond and give it to Mr. Walker, but she told me it was fake.”

“That’s enough!” Jack suddenly stood up, pointed at Derek, and roared angrily. “You have been here for ten minutes and have said five sentences to us but mentioned Mr. Walker three times! We are not interested in Mr. Walker, ok?”

Derek looked at him calmly. “You nuts are wasting my study time.”

He stood up and left the rooftop.

Jack pointed to his head. “I think there is something wrong with his mind.”

Larry nodded in agreement.. “I think so too.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 256 - You Like Hunter?!

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Chapter 256: You Like Hunter?!

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Before Hunter could refuse, she directly opened the car door and sat down opposite the man.

Hunter frowned and tilted his head not to look at her, feeling a little irritated. “What do you want to say?”

Phoebe’s smile was bashful and she said shyly, “I heard that you’ve recovered.”

But he responded with silence.

Hunter pursed his lips and didn’t seem to intend to speak.

Phoebe had no choice but to continue. “In fact, I admired you a long time ago. At that time, everyone said that you were a psycho, but I didn’t feel that way at all. And I was engaged to you. I always thought that I could marry you as I hoped. I didn’t expect… Claire was suddenly brought home, and she s.n.a.t.c.hed the marriage contract…”

As she said this, she choked up, tears bursting from her eyes. She cried as beautifully as a flower in the rain.

Hunter finally turned his eyes to Phoebe.

His eyes were cold and his thin lips curled up contemptuously. He said slowly, “If I remember correctly, Claire is the biological daughter of the Smiths. The one who is engaged to me is supposed to be her. She just took back what belonged to her, and you call that ‘s.n.a.t.c.hing’?”

Phoebe’s crying sound stopped abruptly and she raised her head with a jerk, looking at the man in panic.

Hunter looked disgusted. “And I hate women crying. You can get out of the car now.”

Phoebe was driven out of the car mercilessly.

She walked to an empty corner, wiped away her tears, and stomped her feet with anger.

“Hey! White lotus!”

At this time, there was a roar behind her.

She turned her head only to see Dora rush over and snap. “I am warning you to stay away from Hunter Johnson. Don’t covet someone you’re not worthy of, OK? Don’t be so shameless!”

Phoebe flushed and sneered. “What? Do you like Hunter too? Does Claire know it?”

“It’s none of your business. I only know that you like him, but he doesn’t like you at all. Why do you always want to steal another woman’s man? You shameless little b*tch!” Dora said provocatively.

Phoebe suddenly clenched her fists. “It’s none of your business who I like and what I want to do, OK? Just go lick Claire’s boots!”

Dora bared her teeth. “I’m telling you, Hunter is Claire’s man! They’re perfect for each other. Jealous? Mad? You pathetic little b.i.t.c.h!”

“Ahhh…” Phoebe screamed crazily. “Do you want to fight?”

“Come on, do you think I’m afraid of you?!” Dora raised her fist, making a gesture to punch her.

“Dora!”

A man’s call suddenly sounded behind her.

Dora turned her head and saw Rick. She hurriedly put down her fist, stood up straight, blinked, and put on a sweet, cute smile in a second.

“Rickie…”

Rick stepped over and looked a little unhappy. “What are you doing?”

Phoebe glared at Dora and left angrily.

Dora punched at Phoebe’s receding figure and then threw herself into Rick’s arms, laughing happily.

Rick pushed her away mercilessly.

Dora twisted her fingers and widened her big clear eyes, saying aggrievedly. “Rickie, what’s wrong with you…”

Rick frowned, his expression a little weird. “You… do you like Hunter?!”

“Yes!” Dora replied flatly without even a hint of hesitation.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 255 - Claire, Come To The Stage To Receive The Award

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Chapter 255: Claire, Come To The Stage To Receive The Award

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In the end, no one bid on the meteorite fragment.

But undoubtedly, tonight’s king must be it.

The auction was gradually coming to an end, and the princ.i.p.al came to the stage and announced the most precious donated item tonight.

The answer was self-evident.

“Yes, you guessed it right. It’s this meteorite that was discovered a hundred years ago!”

Everyone was surprised and curious.

“Wow…”

“Who the h.e.l.l is the donor?”

“Is it Hunter Johnson? It must be Hunter!”

Phoebe clenched the corner of her clothes, very disappointed.

Ada was disappointed too. She even donated such an expensive necklace but got nothing in the end!

She was waiting to see who the h.e.l.l donated this meteorite!

The princ.i.p.al flipped through the roster, smiled, and said word by word, “This meteorite was donated by Claire Smith. Let us congratulate her!”

The audience was silent.

After a long period of silence, the whole place suddenly boiled.

The exclamation of the crowd almost overturned the entire central building.

Countless surprised and questioning gazes fell on Claire.

“How could it be her…”

“How is it possible? Where did she get this meteorite from?”

“Didn’t she grow up in a village? Even if she bought it, she didn’t have the money, right?”

The hall was full of discussion sounds.

Phoebe and Ada looked at each other, their faces pale and their minds messed up.

This was a meteorite fragment from a hundred years ago, a priceless treasure, extremely precious, but it was actually owned by Claire.

They were guessing who the donor was just now.

But no one could have guessed that the person was Claire.

Phoebe bit her lip.

Claire… Claire again!

She always stole her thunder, always!

Derek and Joe came to Claire at the same time.

“Claire, is it really you?”

“Where did you get it? That’s awesome!”

“h.e.l.l, Big Sister Claire always surprises me. I admire you!”

The princ.i.p.al continued. “Claire, please come to the stage to receive the award.”

This sound brought everyone back to their senses.

Under the spotlight, Claire got up and walked onto the stage unhurriedly. The lights tilted down on her. She was slender and slim, her legs were thin and long, and her beautiful and indifferent face was expressionless. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking stunningly gorgeous.

Everyone was amazed by her beauty in an instant.

The princ.i.p.al handed her the certificate and thanked her for her contribution to the cause.Then, he personally wrote her name in the school’s annals.

Hunter raised his eyes lightly, staring coldly at the girl on the stage. In a daze, something flashed across his heart. It was a strange and inexplicable feeling, and his heart suddenly thumped.

He looked away distractedly.

Claire stepped down with the certificate. Phoebe’s eyes turned bloodshot jealousy. This certificate should have belonged to her, but Claire stole it!

When the charity dinner was over, it was already late at night.

Derek was still asking Claire about the meteorite.

Hunter got in the car first without waiting for him.

At this moment, the car window was knocked, and Hunter turned his head and saw a sweet smiling face.

Phoebe smiled and said softly, “Mr. Johnson, long time no see. Do you remember me?”

Hunter looked at her indifferently. “No.”

Phoebe’s face was slightly stiff.

No matter when he was an idiot or normal, he always had held no impression of her!

It didn’t matter. She still had a chance.

Thinking of this, Phoebe smiled sweeter.. “Mr. Johnson, may I have a talk with you alone?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 254 - A Priceless Treasure

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Chapter 254: A Priceless Treasure

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“Why is it embarra.s.sing?” Dora looked at the crowd and raised her voice. “Whether it is an adult or a child, it is normal to apologize if he did something wrong, isn’t it?”

Everyone was speechless.

Joe tugged at his mother’s clothes. “Mom, I told you that Claire is not the kind of person you imagined. She is very powerful. She helped you get back the diamond. You should at least apologize to her.”

Joe’s mother looked embarra.s.sed, but it was indeed thanks to Claire that she got back the diamond.

She walked up to Claire and said sincerely, “Thank you for helping me find the diamond. I apologize to you for my bad remarks before.”

Claire didn’t speak and only shrugged.

“Princ.i.p.al, will the charity auction continue?” someone suddenly asked.

The princ.i.p.al said, “Since there are still so many donations left, let’s finish it, OK? Anyway, we still have time.”

No one raised an objection and the crowd walked to the central building again.

At this time, the police chief came upto Claire.

“Girl, may I have your contact information?”

“Why?” Claire looked at him coldly.

The police chief smiled and said, “Just now I saw that you knew how to search for the criminal’s information and locate him, so I think…”

“No need.” Claire interrupted him indifferently, slipping her hand into her pocket and walking out slowly.

The police chief scratched his head.

This girl was not so easy to deal with!

The auction continued, and a new exhibit was shown.

In the bright gla.s.s cabinet, there was a dull stone placed in it. Its surface was rough and b.u.mpy.

The hall suddenly boiled, mixed with ridicule.

“Who donated this? A stone?!”

“This guy must be crazy. Who would bid for a d.a.m.n stone? Does he think we’re fools?!”

“Isn’t it said that the value of the donated item can’t be less than 50,000 dollars?”

“Wait!” Someone suddenly guessed in surprise. “Isn’t this the fragment of the meteorite from a hundred years ago?!”

As soon as he said this, everyone stopped laughing.

One hundred years ago, one night, a huge meteorite suddenly fell in the West Continent.

When the survey team hurried over, there was indeed a deep concave crater on the ground, but the meteorite was gone. In the end, only one remaining fragment was found.

The fragment was kept in a laboratory for research and then was sent to a museum. After a lot of toss and turns, it was bought by a mysterious old man. There was no more news about the fragment since then.

Someone searched for its picture on the Internet and compared it with the stone in the gla.s.s cabinet.

It was exactly the same.

If this was really that meteorite fragment, it was a priceless treasure, and all donated items were no match for it.

“Who donated this? How could he own this meteorite fragment?”

Everyone looked around.

Phoebe was annoyed, wondering who donated this stone, causing her and her mother to miss the honorary certificate and the chance to be recorded in the school’s annals!

Looking around, everyone rested their gazes on Hunter Johnson. If it was the Johnsons, it made sense.

Joe tugged at Derek’s clothes and asked. “Was this really donated by Hunter?”

“No…” Derek shook his head blankly. “He only donated a watch.”

On the stage, the princ.i.p.al quoted the starting price.

Everyone gasped in shock. The starting price was frighteningly high.

They looked at each other, all hesitating, not daring to raise their number plates.

What if they couldn’t afford to buy it in the end? That would be a big disgrace!

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 253 - Gang Of Thieves

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Chapter 253: Gang Of Thieves

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“He is Brent, a security guard of the school!”

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

“It turned out to be the school’s security!”

“Where is the security guard? How dare he?! Get him here quickly!”

Claire leaned back on the chair, raised her head, stared at the screen, and said slowly, “He has already run away.”

“How do you know that? Are you in a group with him?”

Claire coldly glanced at the idiot who said this and smiled playfully. “Is he supposed to wait for you to catch him instead of running away?”

The man was speechless.

“Let’s call the police first.” Someone had already taken out his cell phone.

Claire turned the chair around, straightened up, and continued to tap on the keyboard.

She took a screenshot of the man’s face.

Everyone looked closer, only to see her inputting a bunch of messy codes. The keyboard was crackling, no one knew what she was up to.

Soon, the sound stopped abruptly.

Claire leaned back lazily. “His information has been found.”

On the computer, there was a high-definition photo of the thief. Below was his name, ID, number, and other information.

His real name was not Brent and the ident.i.ty he had used was fake.

Not long after, the police rushed over.

The policy chief was questioning the dean of students.

“You’ve found out the thief’s information? Who did it?”

Everyone looked in one direction in unison.

Following their gaze, the policy chief saw the girl leaning on the chair. Her legs were folded, her posture was lazy, her hair was pulled behind her ears, showing her beautiful neck. She was sitting there alone and there was something cold and gloomy about her.

The police chief showed a surprised look.

Hearing that they had found out the thief’s information, he thought it must have been done by some technical expert, but it turned out to be a little girl.

He walked over, looked at the information on the computer, and ordered his team members. “Get a citywide manhunt for him, now!”

“Don’t bother.” Claire said indifferently.

The police chief turned his head and looked at the girl in confusion. “What do you mean?”

Claire didn’t answer right away. Instead, she dragged the keyboard close and tapped on it quickly. Soon, a crisscrossing route map appeared on the screen, with a red dot flickering somewhere.

“Got him.” Claire tapped the red dot with her finger. “Here.”

She kept zooming in on the map, and the specific geographic location appeared below.

The police chief immediately sent the address to the team members. “Go, don’t let him run away!”

Derek and Dora squeezed out of the crowd, stood on either side of Claire, and began to brag.

“Woohoo! Claire is awesome!”

“She could not only identify the authenticity of the diamond, but also track the thief’s location.”

The two were like giving a talk show.

Soon, the thief was arrested, and not just him. The police tracked down a gang of thieves behind this guy and caught them all.

This theft team had been giving them a headache for a long time.

They were extremely cunning, proficient in unlocking, undermining surveillance, and making fakes.

Every time, they escaped successfully without leaving any clues.

This time, they finally caught them!

The police handed the diamond to Joe’s mother.

She held the diamond to her lips, kissed it, and cried excitedly.

At this time, Dora said, “Since the diamond has been retrieved, shouldn’t you apologize to Claire?!”

Everyone was discussing this.

“Whose child is this? Did you hear what she said?”

“It’s too embarra.s.sing for an adult to apologize to a child, isn’t it?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 252 - Surveillance Camera Damaged

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Chapter 252: Surveillance Camera Damaged

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Claire turned her eyes, her sharp gaze sweeping everyone past, and her voice was flat and cold. “Who is in charge of the donated goods?”

The dean of students came out, saying tremblingly. “It’s me…”

Joe’s mother suddenly rushed up, grabbed the dean by the collar, and screamed like a shrew. “Where is my diamond? Where did you hide my diamond?! Hand it over right away!”

The dean was terrified. “I… I really didn’t steal the diamond…”

“Quiet!” Claire frowned impatiently and asked the dean of students. “Where were the donations kept?”

The dean replied. “My office.”

“Get the surveillance video.”

“OK.” The dean responded and turned to leave.

Claire looked at him coldly. “If you want to prove your innocence, you’d better not move.”

“Huh?” The dean didn’t understand what she meant.

Claire looked at the princ.i.p.al and said in a slightly commanding tone, “Call the surveillance room.”

“Oh, OK!” The princ.i.p.al nodded.

He took out his cell phone, called the surveillance room, and asked the other side to send the surveillance video out.

The other end seemed to say something, and he suddenly exclaimed. “What?!”

Everyone was taken aback and asked. “What’s wrong? Did something happen again?”

The princ.i.p.al hung up the phone, his face all dark, and he said to Claire, “The surveillance camera in the dean’s office… is damaged!”

His words, like a bombsh.e.l.l, aroused panic in everyone on the scene, and they even began to criticize the school.

Claire narrowed her eyes. As she expected, the thief had come prepared.

The crowd was still arguing, and suddenly they saw Claire stepping out.

“Hey, where are you going?!”

Claire’s unhurried voice floated over. “Surveillance room.”

The crowd was in an uproar and followed her.

Derek also stood up, only to see Hunter sitting leisurely on the chair as if there was a barrier around him so that he could turn a deaf ear to what was happening around him.

“Hunter, let’s go, let’s go together!”

Hunter rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.

The small surveillance room was crowded with people, leaving no gaps.

In the room, there was a whole row of surveillance systems, on which were the screens that displayed the videos.

Claire looked at the surveillance system and began to fiddle with it.

Soon, she stopped. It seemed that she had found the problem.

She pulled a chair out and sat down, typing on the keyboard dazzlingly fast.

After a long while, Claire stopped and said leisurely, “The surveillance video is restored.”

The crowd was in an uproar again, still with some doubts.

“Really? Can it be restored?”

“She can distinguish between true and false diamonds and restore surveillance video. Is she so powerful?!”

Ada and Phoebe were stunned.

Especially Ada, watching Claire tapping on the computer every day, she never expected that she was so good at the computer!

The crowd swarmed around her.

The surveillance video was playing. On the screen, a man in black appeared. With a needle, he easily opened the dean’s office.

Although the donated items were all locked in a safe.

But within five minutes, he opened the safe, took out the Cullinan diamond, and put a fake in.

Claire looked at him deadpan, her eyes as calm as stagnant water.

This man moved neatly and skillfully. He seems to be an old hand and his background couldn’t be simple.

“Gosh, it was really stolen!”

“Was my watch also replaced by a fake one?!”

“How did he get in?”

Joe’s mother had almost gone crazy and kept murmuring, “Diamond, my diamond…”

“This person…” Suddenly, the dean of students exclaimed.

Claire glanced sideways at him. “What? Do you know him?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 251 - The Diamond Was Stolen

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Chapter 251: The Diamond Was Stolen

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“She actually said that she had been there. What a joke!”

There was shrill ridicule from all around.

“Bulls.h.i.+t, how could you say such a stupid thing?” Joe’s mother snorted coldly and said arrogantly, “If you are willing to apologize, I can forgive you.”

Claire gave a lazy smile and her voice was a bit unruly. “I said nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?”

Finally unable to bear it, Ada stood up and scolded her angrily. “Claire! I know that you know nothing about diamonds. Come on, apologize to Mrs. Haber!”

Claire ignored her, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and dialed a number.

No one knew what she was doing, only to see that she walked to the corner and said something. Then, she walked towards the gla.s.s cabinet, and raised her cell phone towards everyone.

“This is a 3D dynamic picture of that Cullinan Diamond. You can compare it yourself.”

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around.

Claire put the phone close to the diamond and tapped the picture on the screen with her slender finger. “Here, it’s different.”

Everyone narrowed their eyes, stared carefully, and observed the image and the diamond back and forth.

Suddenly, as if discovering something, everyone stared at the diamond with their eyes wide open.

“Yes! Here… it’s different here!”

Cullinan Diamond was best known for its delicate cracks, which gave it a sense of fragility.

The people who made this fake diamond had tried their best to copy the real diamond, but there was still a part that they missed.

That tiny crack was only five millimeters long, and when it extended downward, it had a slight curvature, while the fake diamond was completely vertical without any curvature.

If one didn’t observe it carefully, he wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between the two.

Everyone looked at Claire incredulously.

“How could she see the difference at such a long distance?”

“Her eyes are too sharp!”

“Has she really been to the Moon Museum? How could it be possible…”

Joe’s mother suddenly rushed over, pointed at Claire, and roared. “There is no photo of the Cullinan Diamond on the Internet. Where did you get this photo from? You must have forged it, right?!”

Claire glanced at her coldly. “The photo was sent by the curator of the Moon Museum.”

Joe’s mother laughed. “Nonsense! How can you know the curator?”

“Stop arguing. The most important thing now is to figure out whether this diamond is true or not. I know a jewelry appraiser. Let me ask him to come and appraise it?” a lady suggested in the crowd.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Soon, the jewelry appraiser came over.

He took out the diamond carefully. He observed and measured it with various tools.

After examining for half an hour, he finally came to a conclusion.

“This diamond is indeed a fake. The crack pattern is different, and the material is not diamond.”

His words were exactly the same as Claire’s.

This time, everyone cast doubtful glances at Joe’s mother.

“Is she trying to trick us with a fake diamond?”

“Oh my G.o.d, this is a charity auction. How can she donate a fake?!”

“I didn’t know she’s this kind of a person!”

Joe’s mother’s face was pale, her legs were soft, and she staggered for two steps, shaking her head vigorously. “It’s impossible… it can’t be fake. I personally flew to the Shuo Kingdom and bought it from the Moon Museum. How could it be fake?!”

In the hubbub, Claire’s indifferent voice sounded.

“If you are sure that what you donated is a real diamond, then someone must have stolen it and put a fake one here.”

Upon hearing this, everyone showed a look of astonishment.

“Stolen?!” Joe’s mother looked at Claire with a look for help. “Who stole it? How did he steal it?!”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 250 - The Diamond Is Fake

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Chapter 250: The Diamond Is Fake

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At charity auctions, even for valuable items, the starting prices wouldn’t be set too high.

This necklace was so valuable that everyone scrambled to bid on it and rushed to raise their number plates, and the price became higher and higher.

Ada arrogantly raised her head high and smiled triumphantly.

This necklace had been donated by her.

Her heart was almost bleeding when she decided to donate it, but for Phoebe, she was willing to do it.

Phoebe covered her mouth and smiled. “Mom, look at them. How silly!”

If nothing else, this time, she and her mother should be able to get the honorary certificate, and their names would be recorded in the school’s history!

Becky almost destroyed her reputation, but now she would earn it back.

In the end, the necklace was sold for 600,000 dollars.

The next exhibit, the Cullinan diamond, was 3106 carats, approximately the size of a man’s fist, exuding a brilliant blue light.

This diamond… was gorgeous!

Everyone gasped in shock, admiring the huge diamond, and couldn’t look away.

Derek’s eyes almost popped out. He was the first to hold up his number plate.

He wanted to give this to Mr. Walker!

At this moment, Claire stretched out her hand and pressed down his number plate.

Derek asked in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

“This is a fake.” Claire narrowed her eyes and stared at the diamond in the gla.s.s cabinet.

Although her voice was low, she was still heard by Joe’s mother next to her.

She stood up abruptly and yelled. “What do you mean, girl? How dare you say that my diamond is fake?!”

Because of her son, Joe, she was disgusted with Claire, and now her words also irritated her.

Her roar, like a sudden clap of thunder, attracted the attention of everyone present.

Everyone stood up and gathered around.

“What happened?”

“She said that the diamond is fake!”

“She knows nothing. She just talked nonsense here!”

Joe hurriedly tugged at his mother’s clothes. “Mom, Claire didn’t mean to offend you. Sit down quickly.”

Her mother shouted angrily. “Why are you trying to defend her? I’m your mother!”

Claire didn’t say anything and looked indifferent. She just didn’t want to watch Derek wasting money and was not interested in meddling in others’ business.

But Joe’s mother didn’t want to let her off. She shoved Claire hard from behind, cursing. “Speak! Look at me and tell me whether you have ever seen a diamond? How dare you claim that it’s fake?!”

Claire frowned, still leaning on the chair, and tilted her head slightly. Her sharp gaze swept at Joe’s mother and she spoke unhurriedly and coldly. “There are only two Cullinan diamonds in the world, one is 1582 carats and the other is 3106 carats. Depending on the size, yours should be 3106 carats. I’ve seen the real one. The crack pattern inside is different from this one. Therefore, it can be judged that this one is fake.”

Joe’s mother laughed out loud. “Are you kidding me?! This Cullinan diamond was only exhibited once in the Moon Museum of Shuo Kingdom. There isn’t a picture of this diamond on the Internet. And you, a little girl from the country, said you’ve seen this diamond? Don’t tell me, you have been to the Moon Museum!”

Everyone burst into laughter and cast a mocking and contemptuous look at Claire.

Phoebe said mockingly, “Why did Claire cause trouble again? So many people are watching!”

Ada looked impatient.

This girl disgraced the Smiths yet again!

Claire raised her eyebrows.. “Yes, I have.”

Chapter 250: The Diamond Is Fake

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At charity auctions, even for valuable items, the starting prices wouldn’t be set too high.

This necklace was so valuable that everyone scrambled to bid on it and rushed to raise their number plates, and the price became higher and higher.

Ada arrogantly raised her head high and smiled triumphantly.

This necklace had been donated by her.

Her heart was almost bleeding when she decided to donate it, but for Phoebe, she was willing to do it.

Phoebe covered her mouth and smiled. “Mom, look at them. How silly!”

If nothing else, this time, she and her mother should be able to get the honorary certificate, and their names would be recorded in the school’s history!

Becky almost destroyed her reputation, but now she would earn it back.

In the end, the necklace was sold for 600,000 dollars.

The next exhibit, the Cullinan diamond, was 3106 carats, approximately the size of a man’s fist, exuding a brilliant blue light.

This diamond… was gorgeous!

Everyone gasped in shock, admiring the huge diamond, and couldn’t look away.

Derek’s eyes almost popped out. He was the first to hold up his number plate.

He wanted to give this to Mr. Walker!

At this moment, Claire stretched out her hand and pressed down his number plate.

Derek asked in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

“This is a fake.” Claire narrowed her eyes and stared at the diamond in the gla.s.s cabinet.

Although her voice was low, she was still heard by Joe’s mother next to her.

She stood up abruptly and yelled. “What do you mean, girl? How dare you say that my diamond is fake?!”

Because of her son, Joe, she was disgusted with Claire, and now her words also irritated her.

Her roar, like a sudden clap of thunder, attracted the attention of everyone present.

Everyone stood up and gathered around.

“What happened?”

“She said that the diamond is fake!”

“She knows nothing. She just talked nonsense here!”

Joe hurriedly tugged at his mother’s clothes. “Mom, Claire didn’t mean to offend you. Sit down quickly.”

Her mother shouted angrily. “Why are you trying to defend her? I’m your mother!”

Claire didn’t say anything and looked indifferent. She just didn’t want to watch Derek wasting money and was not interested in meddling in others’ business.

But Joe’s mother didn’t want to let her off. She shoved Claire hard from behind, cursing. “Speak! Look at me and tell me whether you have ever seen a diamond? How dare you claim that it’s fake?!”

Claire frowned, still leaning on the chair, and tilted her head slightly. Her sharp gaze swept at Joe’s mother and she spoke unhurriedly and coldly. “There are only two Cullinan diamonds in the world, one is 1582 carats and the other is 3106 carats. Depending on the size, yours should be 3106 carats. I’ve seen the real one. The crack pattern inside is different from this one. Therefore, it can be judged that this one is fake.”

Joe’s mother laughed out loud. “Are you kidding me?! This Cullinan diamond was only exhibited once in the Moon Museum of Shuo Kingdom. There isn’t a picture of this diamond on the Internet. And you, a little girl from the country, said you’ve seen this diamond? Don’t tell me, you have been to the Moon Museum!”

Everyone burst into laughter and cast a mocking and contemptuous look at Claire.

Phoebe said mockingly, “Why did Claire cause trouble again? So many people are watching!”

Ada looked impatient.

This girl disgraced the Smiths yet again!

Claire raised her eyebrows.. “Yes, I have.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 249 - King Tonight

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Chapter 249: King Tonight

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Hunter looked down and saw his name written in the column of ‘Claire’s Guardian’ on the registration form.

Besides his name, there was another name.

“Gallon Miller?” Staring at the name, Hunter’s eyes were as sharp as a blade. “He is her guardian as well?”

“Yes, you two accompanied her to the sports meeting together.”

Hunter looked away with a long face and snorted coldly.

The dean was confused and didn’t understand what he meant.

“Hunter!” Derek rushed over.

Hunter glanced at him and stepped inside.

Derek ran to the dean to register. “He is my guardian.”

Everyone in the venue was chatting hotly. Hearing the sound of footsteps at the door, everyone turned their heads and looked. The talking voices stopped abruptly, and their faces changed in an instant.

The atmosphere became weird and oppressive.

It was Hunter Johnson.

“He brought Derek over, right?”

“I heard that he has recovered from his brain injury!”

“Really…

“Yes, he’s normal now.”

That being said, everyone was still fearful and gave way to the side, not daring to approach him easily.

Phoebe cast a suspicious look at Hunter.

He had recovered?

No wonder she didn’t see Claire stay with him recently.

That’s right, only a fool would like Claire, and when he becomes normal, he certainly wouldn’t want her.

Did this mean that she had a chance?

Thinking of this, Phoebe’s eyes filled with joy. Her heart started beating very fast, and she couldn’t wait to go to him.

Sitting in the corner, Claire looked at the man in the distance. Her small face was covered by shadows and no emotions could be seen, but her pupils were shaking slightly.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze, her hands clenched the corners of her clothes, and her breathing was abnormally fast.

Hunter found a place to sit down, and many people looked over here, but he still keenly caught an unusual look.

He tilted his head slightly and met a hot gaze. Under the light, the girl’s pupils were crystal-clear as if not mixed with the slightest impurity. Under her eye, she had the same tear mole as his.

Dora was looking straight at Hunter, with a spicy gluten in her mouth. As he looked over, she grinned at him and the spicy gluten slipped from her mouth and fell to the ground.

Hunter frowned and quickly looked away.

Was this girl a fool?

“What are you looking at?” Rick Hilton, who was sitting next to her, followed Dora’s gaze, his face was dark, and his tone was cold and unhappy. “Is he that good-looking? You’ve been staring at him!”

Dora hugged Rick. “Oh, is Rickie angry?”

The spicy oil on her mouth stained his clothes.

Derek walked in and sat straight beside Claire.

He knew that Smiths would definitely ignore Claire, so he must accompany Claire.

Not long after, Dora also ran over.

She tugged at Claire’s clothes and pointed somewhere.

Claire followed her finger and saw Hunter, who was not far away. He was sitting there alone and there was something cold and majestic about him. No one dared to approach him.

“What’s the matter?” Claire asked.

Dora didn’t speak but just smirked.

The charity auction began.

The princ.i.p.al stood on the podium and delivered a speech. Then, the donations were exhibited one by one for people to bid on.

A necklace attracted everyone’s attention.

“Wow! This necklace is so exquisite!”

“Is this… designed by Echo, the jewelry master? Which parent donated it? She is so generous!”

“She should be the king tonight, right?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 248 - : Are You Claire's Guardian?

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Chapter 248: Are You Claire’s Guardian?

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Phoebe looked at the jewelry in the box. “Mom, you are donating for me, but what about Claire? Are you going to donate two things?”

“Well…” Ada didn’t even think about Claire.

After thinking for a moment, she said carelessly, “Anyway, we’re a family. I’ll just donate one item.”

Phoebe beamed at her with a smile. “Mom is right.”

“Alright.” Ada handed a necklace to Phoebe. “Take it, and hand it over to the school tomorrow.”

The next day, everyone turned in the donated items.

Derek rushed into the cla.s.sroom and sat in his seat. “Claire, when I registered just now, I only saw Phoebe’s name. What do your parents mean? They didn’t prepare anything for you?”

“Maybe.” Claire responded casually.

“How can they do this to you?!” Derek patted the table hard. “They’re bullying you. I’ll have Mr. Hopkins deliver something right away.”

“No need.” Claire raised her eyes and glanced at Derek. “I’ll hand something in.”

“Claire! Come on, what can you hand in? You’ll be laughed at by everyone if you send in nothing!”

At this moment, Dora turned her head. “Don’t look down on Claire. You’ll regret what you said!”

Claire narrowed her eyes and looked at Dora keenly, her tone of voice becoming a little cold. “Do you know what I’m going to hand in?”

Dora smiled awkwardly. “I… I just guessed…”

The charity auction was held in the school’s central building and was attended by parents and students.

The building was crowded and noisy, and reporters were carrying cameras to report in real-time.

With a hand in her pocket, Claire walked slowly into the building and met Phoebe and Ada at the door.

Ada looked at her and said, “We’re a family, so I prepared a necklace for Phoebe to donate. It doesn’t matter if you give away something or not. I think the school would understand this.”

A family?

Claire smiled contemptuously and ignored her.

“Mom, don’t waste time on her.” Phoebe pulled Ada to walk in.

All the students present were taken in by their parents.

Only Claire was alone, and many people were pointing fingers at her.

The charity auction hadn’t officially started and the people were chatting and laughing in groups on the surface, but in fact, they were secretly competing with each other.

“Mrs. w.a.n.g, what good stuff did you donate? Why don’t you show us now?”

“You’ll find out when the auction starts. Mrs. Li, what did you donate? Let me remind you the value of the donation can’t be less than 50,000 dollars. Don’t forget it.”

“I heard that the Smiths didn’t donate anything for Claire.”

“Really? Are they that partial?”

“It seems that the rumors are true. She is really not favored in the Smiths, so if anyone wants to fawn on the Smiths, he should work on Phoebe Smith.”

“Tsk, they don’t even prepare a donation for her. That kid will be scoffed to death.”

On the other side, Hunter got out of the car and walked into the building.

Before entering, he went to register with the dean of students.

When the dean saw him, he immediately asked. “Are you Claire’s guardian? I was just wondering why she came alone.”

Hearing this name, Hunter frowned subconsciously, and his voice was cold. “What do you mean?”

The dean was stunned. “You’re not her guardian? But I remember you. The registration form from last time is still here!”

He turned a few pages forward and handed it over to Hunter.. “Look, there is your name on it.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 247 - I Can't Help It

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Chapter 247: I Can’t Help It

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“She had a terrible fall! Her spine was broken, causing her lower body to be paralyzed, and she has been unconscious since then. The doctor said she is at risk of becoming a vegetable.”

“Oh, she’s so poor…”

“It seems that her parents are going to take her to a foreign country for treatment, but even if she wakes up, she’ll be disabled for life.”

“How did she suddenly fall down the stairs?”

“The police came last night. The surveillance camera was broken, so nothing was found.”

“I heard that she was going downstairs while talking on the phone. She must have missed her footing and fallen over. She should have been more careful while walking.”

In the back row, Derek pondered and looked at Claire beside him. “Why do I get the feeling this matter is not simple?”

Claire curled the corners of her lips and said nothing.

Sitting on her seat, Phoebe was doing a test paper, but her hands trembled uncontrollably.

After school.

Derek happily ran to the teachers’ office but didn’t go in until the other teachers had left.

James pushed up his gla.s.ses and glanced at him. “What’s the matter?”

The boy smiled sweetly. “I want to leave with you after school.”

James pointed to the desktop. “I still have lesson plans to write.”

“It’s okay. I’ll wait for you.” Derek pulled a chair over and sat down beside him.

James smiled and said nothing.

Derek propped his head and stared straight at him.

The man’s side face was very handsome, his long eyelashes behind the lenses trembled lightly, his nose was straight, and his thin lips were pink and licked moist by him, looking soft.

Derek narrowed his eyes slightly and an inexplicable desire suddenly seized his heart, like a prairie fire, sweeping over and burning him.

At this moment, James turned his head and happened to meet his line of sight.

“Why are you looking at me?”

Derek’s lips curled up, revealing two small tiger teeth. “Mr. Walker, you look so handsome that I can’t stop looking at you! And…”

He suddenly pounced over and hugged James tightly. “You are mine. I can look at you as much as I want!”

James tapped his head with a pen. “Okay, we only have a teacher-student relations.h.i.+p at school.”

Derek murmured discontentedly. “I can’t help it…”

——

Early in the morning, early reading cla.s.s.

Mr. Jones came to the cla.s.sroom and stood on the podium.

“The school’s charity auction is next week. If anyone wants to donate anything, hand it over to me after school tomorrow.”

Dora turned around and asked curiously. “What kind of charity auction? Is it fun?”

Derek was supporting his chin and replied casually. “It’s held in the name of the school. The students or parents will donate things, which will be bought by other students or parents through the auction. All the funds obtained will be donated by the school to an orphanage. I heard it was held once before, but I was still in junior high school back then, so I didn’t partic.i.p.ate in it.”

Dora’s eyes widened. “Then, can I donate too?”

Derek glanced at her. “What are you going to donate?”

“My spicy gluten and big drumsticks.”

“Oh G.o.d! The value of donations must exceed 50,000 dollars, and this is not a simple auction.” Derek patted his face. “This is also a matter of face.”

On the surface, it was a charity auction, but in fact, it’s just for keeping up with the Joneses, and everyone just tried their best to flaunt their wealth.

Whoever donated an item with the highest value would become the center of attention, receiving the honorary certificate issued by the school and having his name recorded in the school history.

In the evening.

Ada was choosing her donation in the cloakroom. She picked two necklaces, put them under the light, and hesitated on which one to donate.

“A few years ago, when I took your brother to the charity auction of Lance Middle School, Mrs. Liu’s donation was only one hundred thousand dollars more expensive than mine but she had the cheek to mock me. Now, I’ll take you to the charity auction.. This time, I must pick something good. If only we can get the honorary certificate…”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 246 - She Fell Down The Stairs

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Chapter 246: She Fell Down The Stairs

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During the lunch break, the cla.s.s was noisy.

“Phoebe posted an apology letter on the bulletin board.”

“I saw it. She wrote a full page. Haha…”

“This is so disgraceful. If I were her, I would just transfer to another school.”

“It’s shameful to transfer to another school too, haha…”

Phoebe was in her seat, silently writing English words. With a click, her pen was abruptly snapped. Tears came down from her eyes and splattered on the exercise book.

In the back row, Dora stuffed her mouth with snacks. Her cheeks bulged, and she mumbled. “She deserves it. Let’s see if she dares to play dirty tricks again!”

Derek glanced at the food residue at the corner of the girl’s mouth and said with disgust, “Can you stop eating? Look how fat you’re! You’re literally a mess…”

Dora looked at Claire with a look for help. “I’m not fat at all, am I?”

Claire stared at her chubby face and fell silent.

“I’m not fat! I’m not fat!” Dora burst into tears, crying and stuffing food into her mouth.

Derek shook his head. “I really admire your parents. It must not be easy to raise you…”

The cla.s.s bell rang and the teacher walked into the cla.s.sroom.

Dora munched on a pack of spicy strips with oil staining the corners of her mouth. She turned to pick up a paper from Claire’s table, only to see Derek straightening up, He was staring at the blackboard intently, and taking notes seriously.

“What are you doing?”

Derek glanced at her. “Study! Don’t disturb me!”

Dora took a breath.

Good lord, Derek was studying?!

After cla.s.s, the phone in the drawer rang, and Derek picked it up and took a look. It was a text message from Jack.

[Cla.s.s is boring. Shall we skip and go to drink?]

Derek typed a few words on the screen.

[No, I need to attend cla.s.s.]

Soon, there was a reply.

[??? Are you out of your mind?!]

There was a lot of noise outside the cla.s.sroom, and there was the rumbling sound of an electric drill.

Someone slammed the book in his hand.

“What’s so noisy? I can’t focus on my textbook!”

“I heard that the surveillance cameras on the right stairway and our corridor broke down. They’re hard to fix and probably can’t be repaired today.”

The straight-A students wailed.

After school, Becky left late. Putting her phone against her ear, she was talking on the phone while going down the stairs.

It was empty and no one else could be seen.

“Haha, you really should have come to see her expression back then. Hmph, how dare she mess with me? I’ve taught her a good lesson! Ungrateful b.i.t.c.h!”

She was completely engrossed in the phone, so she didn’t know that Phoebe was following her.

Looking at the girl’s back and listening to her wanton ridicule, Phoebe’s face was ferocious, and her eyes turned bloodshot, filled with crazy resentment.

She slowly stretched out her hand and suddenly gave Becky a hard shove on the back.

“Ahhh…”

With a scream, Becky rolled down the stairs. Her neck twisted with a click, her head was banged and started bleeding. She fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Phoebe stared at her hands, panting nervously. Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly spotted a dark figure behind her. She turned her head with a jerk, but only saw the steps.

Was there someone here just now?

Phoebe chased the shadow, but saw no one. She clutched her chest, feeling uneasy and sweating all over her head.

No, there couldn’t be anyone else here. She must have seen it wrong!

The next day, in the cla.s.sroom.

Everyone was talking about Becky.

“I heard that last night, after school, she fell down the stairway on the right!”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 245 - Shame

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Chapter 245: Shame

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Mrs. Collins said coldly, “It’s up to Becky. Becky, what do you think?”

Becky replied huffily. “Do you think a simple apology is enough? I want you to apologize to me in front of the whole school, and write an apology letter and post it on the school bulletin board!”

Phoebe suddenly raised her head, staring at Becky in astonishment, almost thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Ada said on the side, “Becky, I think you’re going too far!”

“Going too far?!” Mrs. Collins said sternly, “Your daughter has gone even further. If you don’t want to apologize, you can just say no. But then don’t blame us for using other means. My husband loves our daughter the most. If he knows what happened to her… hmph, Mr. Smith, you should know what I mean.”

Allen took a deep breath. “Yes, Phoebe… will do it!”

“Dad…” Phoebe looked at Allen incredulously.

Why did Dad force her to do so?!

“And.” Mrs. Collins glanced at Ada. “Last time we were in the princ.i.p.al’s office, Mrs. Smith ranted at me, should she apologize too?!”

Ada got up from her seat with a jerk and flushed red. “This is too much!”

Allen pulled her down. “Hurry up! Do you forget what I said at home?!”

Their company’s important project still had to rely on the Collins. Ada had to hold back her anger. She lowered her head, and gritted her teeth. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Collins!”

Mrs. Collins smiled contemptuously.

As soon as they left the restaurant, Phoebe started crying. “I don’t want to apologize. I don’t want to write an apology letter. It’s too shameful…”

“Shame? You know shame now. Then why did you do that?!” Allen yelled at Phoebe, “Because of you, I had to apologize to a little girl. Is it not shameful for me?!”

Ada protected Phoebe. “Many people in school will see her apology letter. How can Phoebe go to school in the future?”

“Shut up!” Allen pointed at Ada and reprimanded her. “It’s because you dote on her every day that she became like this. You must be responsible for what you’ve done!”

Lance Middle School.

The cafeteria was crowded with people.

Among the crowd, Becky leaned against the chair, with her legs folded casually. There was an arrogant air surrounding her.

“You can start now.”

Phoebe stood in front of her. She lowered her head, and bit her lips hard, trembling all over.

“Hurry up!” Becky urged impatiently. “Don’t forget what your father said yesterday!”

Phoebe suddenly clenched her fist, suppressed the inner anger, and said word by word with difficulty, “I… I’m sorry. I was wrong…”

There was a lot of discussion all around.

“Do you remember how she ferociously fought Becky two days ago? Haha, why did she apologize now?”

“Because she gave in!”

“The Collins are very powerful. Don’t mess with them!”

“Why did she mess with someone she couldn’t afford to offend? She deserves it.”

The discussion sounds, like sharp blades, were ruthlessly cutting Phoebe’s heart into pieces.

Becky stood up slowly and walked up to Phoebe with a scornful and arrogant smile. “See? You join the small group because of my help. Now, your dad must rely on my dad to do business. You… will always be stepped on by me! By the way, don’t forget to write an apology letter. I can’t wait to read it!”

Phoebe’s eyes turned scarlet, and she wished to strangle Becky on the spot, but she didn’t have the guts, so she could only clench her fists. Her nails went deep into her palm.. She pushed her way through the crowd and fled.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 244 - Apologize To Becky

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Chapter 244: Apologize To Becky

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“Yeah.” James nodded.

Derek exclaimed, opened his arms, and hugged James.

This time, James didn’t push him away.

Derek put his head on his shoulder and pursed his lips. “Mr. Walker, kiss me…”

James pushed the boy’s lips back with his finger. “No.”

Derek frowned, looking unhappy. “Why?”

James looked at him with a smile. “Kissing is a reward, and you’ll only get it when you perform well.”

“Huh?” Derek curled her lips. “Am I not performing well?”

“No.”

“Mr. Walker is so ruthless, alas~”

James patted his head, and the touch was as soft as a blanket. “In the future, every time your ranking moves up one place in the monthly exam, there will be a kiss.”

“…”

Falling in love with a teacher turned out to be like this.

Derek blinked. “What if I can get into the top ten in the school?”

James was a little surprised and thought for a moment.

“If you can get into the top ten, there will be a grand prize.”

Xia Bei’s eyes were s.h.i.+ning, and he asked eagerly. “What award?”

James evoked a slight smile. “I can’t tell you now.”

Derek’s head drooped again.

The young man wrapped his arms tightly around James as if fearing that he would run away and rubbed his head against James.

“Mr. Walker smells so good…”

Half an hour later.

James tilted his head to look at the street lamp outside the window and said helplessly, “Can you let go?”

Derek still hung on him. “No, no, not enough yet!”

“It’s getting late. It’s time to go home.”

Derek raised his head, pressed it to James’s ear, and asked seductively. “Can I… go to your home, Mr. Walker?”

James tilted his head to dodge, put his hand against his head, and said with a smile, “Don’t go too far.”

“Alright…”

James sent Derek to the Johnsons’ house.

After getting out of the car, Derek waved to him. “Mr. Walker, see you tomorrow!”

James smiled and drove the car away.

When Derek entered the house, Hunter came down from the second floor and glanced at Derek, and his voice was cold.

“It’s so late. Who sent you back?”

“Humph!” Derek grabbed his school bag and rushed upstairs.

Since the last quarrel, Derek had decided to ignore Hunter, this sc.u.mbag!

Late at night, the Smiths’ villa.

Allen was speaking on the phone in the study, and his voice sounded fawning and apologetic.

“I’m really sorry. My daughter was too unreasonable. I have already scolded her. OK, OK, no problem…”

Phoebe was sitting in the living room, clenching her hands and feeling uneasy.

Not long after, Allen went downstairs and said with a black face, “We’ll meet the Collins for dinner tomorrow. Apologize to Becky Collins and ask her to forgive you. Did you hear me?!”

Phoebe s.h.i.+vered in fright and her tears fell again.

The next day, early in the morning.

Allen and Ada took Phoebe and went to the restaurant they had agreed upon.

Mrs. Collins and Becky were already sitting in their seats.

Because of the quarrel in the princ.i.p.al’s office last time, Mrs. Collins wasn’t quite kind to Ada.

After taking his seat, Allen said, “Phoebe was in the wrong in this matter. Phoebe, apologize to Becky!”

Phoebe lowered her head, clenched the corner of her clothes, and didn’t say anything.

Allen’s face darkened and he snapped. “Phoebe! Did you hear me?!”

A sense of humiliation welled up in her heart. Phoebe’s eyes reddened instantly, but she had to hold back her tears and choked. “I… I’m sorry.”

On the opposite side, Becky snorted coldly.

Allen smiled and asked. “So… is this alright?”