The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 194 - He Is A Beast

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Chapter 194: He Is A Beast

The man was ragged and scarred, and his body was trembling with fear.

Spark played with the gun in his hand. “How dare you try and escape under my nose? How do you want to die?”

The man suddenly raised his head, glared at him with resentful eyes, and roared. “G.o.d is watching you! Killing so many people, aren’t you afraid of retribution?! Aren’t you scared that their ghosts will drag you to h.e.l.l?!”

Spark slowly got up and squatted in front of the man. He raised his chin with a gun, and a ferocious crimson gleam flickered in his eyes. “I never believe in retribution. In the East Continent, I am the G.o.d! I am the devil! I will kill anyone who stands in my way, no matter whether they are people or ghosts!”

Then he pointed the gun at the man’s head and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the blood splattered all over.

Seeing the man fall, he didn’t even blink his eyes and said lightly, “Drag him out and feed the dog.”

Several guards pulled the body out, and a b.l.o.o.d.y breath spread in the hall.

Spark threw the gun aside. The moment he raised his eyes, he suddenly felt a cold gaze on him.

Claire was standing on the stairs with a veil covering half of her face. Her expression couldn’t be seen, only her beautiful eyes were exposed. Her pupils shrank as she stared at him motionlessly.

“Claire…” Spark hurriedly got up and the cruel look on his face was gone. He wanted to walk towards the girl.

Realizing that his hands were stained with blood, he paused and quickly hid his hands behind him. Standing there, he looked at Claire like a helpless child, his eyes filled with intense anxiety.

Claire remained silent and turned to go upstairs.

Soon, Spark chased her into her room. His hands had been wiped clean, and he hugged Claire so hard as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood.

There was a hint of fear and panic in his voice. “Claire, I’m sorry. I scared you! Don’t be afraid of me, okay?”

Well, she was not so timid.

It was just that in the past few days, he was so gentle and meticulous to her that she thought he wasn’t as brutal as rumored.

But now she understood that this man, despite pretending to be a dog in front of her, was still a beast in his bones.

During the day, Claire wandered around the palace.

The whole place was extremely quiet and dull. Even the servants immersed themselves in their work and dared not say anything. Having no communication with each other, they lived in extreme fear of losing their lives if they weren’t careful enough.

An army walked into the hall. The soldiers were all st.u.r.dy with a cold expression, carrying a sniper rifle, and walking at a consistent and loud pace. They were well-trained, obviously different from the guards in the palace.

Claire leaned on the railing of the stairs and asked. “Who are they?”

Noah replied from the side. “They are the Hesa Army.”

Hesa? Claire had heard of this famous name.

It was rumored that there were only a hundred of them, but they were very brave and skilled in battle. They were almost invincible, which was why Emperor You was able to destroy the three Kingdoms of East Continent in a short period of time

Claire didn’t speak anymore, and was about to go back to the room.

Suddenly, feeling dizzy, she slumped to the ground and rolled down the stairs.

“Miss Claire!” Noah was shocked and hurriedly took Claire back to her room.

Claire was lying on the bed, her eyes closed tightly. Her face was pale, and she had fallen into a coma.

“Can’t find out the reason? Say it again!” Spark was furious and severely pinched the doctor’s neck, his bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent.

The doctor trembled with fright. “I… what I said is true. All the physical indexes of Miss Claire are normal…”

Spark directly picked up the gun and put it against the doctor’s head. Seeing Claire on the bed, he stiffened and quickly put down the gun.

He said coldly, “Useless waste! Drag him out and solve him.”

Several guards stepped forward and dragged the doctor out of the room.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 193 - I Can Give You Freedom

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Chapter 193: I Can Give You Freedom

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“What are you doing?!” Claire tried to pull her ankle back but accidentally pulled her wound, and gasped in pain.

“Don’t move.” Spark pressed her foot gently as if he was afraid of hurting her. “I heard from Noah that you sprained your foot but refused to see a doctor.”

Claire didn’t say a word.

Spark let go of her ankle and walked into the bathroom.

When he came out, he had a pot of hot water in his hand.

He put the hot water on the floor next to the bed. He picked Claire from the bed, and knelt on one knee. Holding Claire’s foot, he slowly immersed it in hot water..

“Don’t get hurt again.” The man held up the hot water with his palm and poured it on Claire’s ankle. His actions were so careful as if he was treating a treasure.

When the water cooled down, Spark picked up the towel next to him, he gently dried Claire’s foot. He wrapped a bandage around her ankle, and then tucked her feet into the bed.

Claire still maintained a long face.

Spark put his head on the bed, staring at Claire with glowing eyes, like a child begging for candy. “Claire, can I sleep here?”

Claire curled up, grasping the quilt tightly, her eyes full of vigilance. “Go out!”

The man’s bright eyes darkened. He stood up and left the room obediently.

The next day, Claire got paper and pen and drew what she saw last night into a simple map, but there were still many details to be added.

At night, Noah came to the room with a smile on her face. “Miss Claire, shall we go to the garden?”

Claire glanced at her and refused flatly. “Don’t bother.”

Noah did not give up but urged. “Let’s go. There is a surprise for you.”

When they came downstairs, Noah pushed the door of the back garden open, and in an instant, a brilliant light lit up.

In the garden, the trees on both sides were decorated with small lamps. When they flickered, it looked like a star river. Even the petals were coated with fluorescent paint, dotted with small diamonds, and glowing with colorful colors. Looking at them, one seemed to be in a wonderland.

Claire walked on the trail, and every time she stepped on a slate, the slate would instantly glow with white light, as if it was full of magical power, dispelling all the darkness for her.

Noah said, “Emperor You ordered this fearing you’ll get hurt again.”

Claire turned her head and asked. “When did you make this?”

“Today, during the day. In order not to disturb you, Emperor You ordered us to be as quiet as possible.”

She hadn’t heard anything at all.

“Do you like it?”

Behind her came the cold voice of the man.

Claire turned her head and saw Spark walking over.

When he walked to Claire, the man opened his long trench coat and wrapped her tightly in his arms.

Claire struggled but didn’t break away.

Spark put his chin against Claire’s head and gently rubbed it against her head.

Claire frowned irritably.

After a moment of stalemate, something occurred to her and she asked tentatively. “Since you won’t let me leave, I want the right to move freely in this house.”

Upon hearing this, the man narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura raged in the dark night.

“Forget it if you don’t agree.” Claire pushed the man away hard, trying to leave.

Spark suddenly grabbed Claire’s arm and stared at her stubborn little face. He seemed to be bewitched by her, the coldness dissipated from his body, and he gave an indulgent smile. “Claire, don’t be angry. I can give you freedom, but only in this You Palace.”

That would be enough. As long as she could move freely here, she would find a chance to escape.

At noon, the sun was s.h.i.+ning.

Spark leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed, and his posture exuded extreme elegance.

Two guards dragged a man in and threw him in front of Spark.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 192 - Do You Really Remember Nothing?

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Chapter 192: Do You Really Remember Nothing?

She tilted her head, staring at the moonlight outside the window. She put the knife on her chest, and slowly curled up.

Is Mom alright?

She was sleepless all night.

Early in the morning, the door was opened and a woman walked in.

She wore a neat suit, her long hair was pulled into a bun behind her head, and a gun and a walkie-talkie were hanging at her waist. There was something cold and sa.s.sy about her.

Claire’s pupils shrank and she suddenly grabbed the knife beside the pillow. “It’s you?!”

It was this woman who took her away from home.

“What is your purpose for bringing me here?” Claire asked coldly.

The woman looked at her suspiciously. “Do you really remember nothing?”

Claire narrowed her vigilant eyes. “What should I remember?”

The woman fell silent.

After a while, she lowered her head and said, “My name is Noah Baker. From today, I will be your personal bodyguard and take care of your daily life.”

Claire frowned in disgust. “I don’t need it.”

Noah didn’t speak anymore and silently exited the room.

At noon, Noah came in to deliver food.

“You’ve been having trouble with your stomach. Eat something mild.”

Having no good impression of her, Claire asked. “Where is the girl who delivered me food before?”

Noah replied. “Killed.”

Claire’s expression changed. “Why?”

“Because she saw your face.”

Just because of this, she was killed?

Claire subconsciously touched the veil on her face.

Seeing Noah walking outside, Claire called her without any emotion in her tone. “It’s too stuffy in the room. I want to go out for a walk.”

Noah’s eyes slightly lit up, and she seemed a little happy. “OK, but not during the day. I will take you out at night.”

After dark, Noah appeared as promised.

She took Claire out of the room and went to the lobby on the first floor.

The floor paved with black marble reflected blurred figures. Outside the circular arch, there was a cloister with no end in sight.

The overhead chandelier was dim, and the dark gray walls made the empty hall look even more gloomy and depressing.

Seeing Claire, all the servants retreated to the corner. They bowed their heads respectfully, and did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Claire observed the surroundings silently.

She wanted to investigate the place clearly enough so that she could work out a new escape plan.

She followed Noah to the garden and they walked on the cobblestone path.

It was autumn, but it was still full of fresh, delicate flowers here, swaying in the wind.

“These flowers are planted by Emperor You for you. He hired the best gardeners to ensure that they can bloom even in winter.” Noah said as she walked.

Absent-minded, Claire didn’t watch her steps. She suddenly stumbled on a stone, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.

With a click, she sprained her ankle.

“Miss Claire!” Noah exclaimed and hurriedly helped Claire up. “Are you alright? I’ll call a doctor right away!”

“No need.” Claire withdrew her arm indifferently and said expressionlessly, “It doesn’t hurt much. I’m going back.”

She turned and limped into the hall.

Noah followed, trying to reach out to help.

Claire frowned, and her voice was cold. “Don’t touch me.”

Returning to the room with difficulty, she lifted the skirt and found that her ankle was bruised and swollen.

Claire didn’t bother to deal with this minor injury.

At midnight, in her sleep, she suddenly felt something cold was touching her ankle.

Claire opened her eyes, only to see a dark figure at the end of the bed.

She immediately turned on the light.

It was Spark.

Sitting by the bed, he had removed the quilt and held Claire’s ankle with one hand.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 191 - Claire Is Too Simple

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Chapter 191: Claire Is Too Simple

Late at night, the shadows of the trees were mottled outside the window.

Claire walked to the door, took off the hairpin on her head, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it twice.

With a click, the door opened.

When she stepped out of the room, the lights in the dark corridor weren’t on.

Following the route last time, she fumbled down the spiral staircase. The servants should have rested, and the dark hall was dead silent.

Claire climbed out of the window on the first floor. Only then did she finally see that this place was like a huge European-style palace.

It was no exaggeration to say that it was a castle.

Looking up, there were dozens of floors, and a bright moon hung on the spire of the tower.

Claire had discovered that the palace was built on the mountainside.

She climbed over the tall fence, with slippers on her feet, and ran for two hours without stopping before finally reaching the city center.

She couldn’t take a plane without a pa.s.sport.

So she could only go to a long-distance station nearby.

When she came to the ticket window, however, the staff told her that her ID card was required if she wanted to buy a ticket.

Claire leaned against a corner of the wall crestfallen.

She didn’t even have an ID card.

No matter what, since she had escaped, she would find a place to hide first.

She rubbed her hair and got up.

As soon as she walked out of the gate of the station, suddenly countless white lights lit up, s.h.i.+ning towards her at the same time.

The lights were so dazzling that Claire covered her eyes with her hands. From the gap between her fingers, she saw a dozen black cars parked side by side in front of her.

Obviously, they were here for her.

The door of a car was opened, and Spark got out of the car slowly.

Still in a mask, he wore a black s.h.i.+rt, which made his skin look even fairer. His tie was pulled open and hung loosely around his neck. With a hand in his trouser pocket, he walked gracefully towards Claire.

Claire stepped back subconsciously, turning her head to escape.

The man suddenly grasped her shoulders, gently pushed the scattered hair away from her forehead, and said with an indulging smile. “Claire is too simple. Do you think my security system is so easy to be hacked? Even if you hacked the surveillance system, the You Palace is also full of guards, and no one can escape.”

Claire’s eyes widened. “So, you knew it from the beginning? Watching me run out, watching me turn from joyful to anxious, do you enjoy this cat-and-mouse game? Pervert!”

Spark cupped her small face and said creepy words in a gentle tone, “Claire, I am not playing a cat-and-mouse game with you. I just want you to know, even if you escape from my You Palace, you can’t escape from this city. The entire East Continent is my territory. I have eyes everywhere in this place.”

“…”

Claire was exhausted physically and mentally and didn’t want to talk.

Getting in the car, Spark hugged her on his lap and looked at her feet.

Because of running, Claire’s slippers were worn out, and her toes were exposed, red and stiff with cold.

“Idiot, why didn’t you change your shoes when you ran away?” The man bent over, took off Claire’s shoes, and wrapped her little feet in his palms.

Back in the room of the You Palace, Spark put Claire on the bed, then took out a veil and put it on Claire’s face.

Claire turned her head and avoided. “What are you doing?!”

“Put it on. Don’t let anyone see your face.” The man covered half of Claire’s face with the veil and then reached out to unb.u.t.ton her clothes.

Claire quickly grabbed the knife and held it in front of her, like a furious little wild kitten.

“Claire, go take a hot bath.”

Claire looked at the man vigilantly. “I can take a bath myself. Get out!”

“Okay.” Spark stood up and walked out of the room.

The moment the door was closed, Claire seemed to be drained out of strength and fell backward.

Melihat Keluarbiasaan

Dalam suatu kesempatan di kelas pelatihan untuk para trainer, kawan muda Prasetya M. Brata yang belum lama memposisikan diri di masyarakat sebagai mind provocateur, menggelitik pikiran saya dengan mengatakan, “Kalau Bang Harefa itu disebut-sebut sebagai guru biasa untuk orang-orang luar biasa, maka saya ini guru luar biasa untuk orang-orang biasa”.

Saya hanya tertawa saja mendengar gurauan provokatif itu. Namun ketika saya memilih menyebut diri (antara lain) sebagai “guru biasa untuk orang-orang luar biasa”, sejak beberapa tahun silam, saya tidak sedang bergurau. Frasa itu saya pilih dengan hati-hati dan penuh pemikiran yang mendalam. Frasa “guru biasa untuk orang-orang luar biasa” mencerminkan pandangan pribadi saya tentang apa yang diperlukan untuk menjadi seorang trainer andalan (superb trainer). Kualifikasi terpenting untuk menjadi trainer andalan bukanlah atribut akademis atau gelar kesarjanaan yang panjang berderet-deret. Juga bukan sertifikasi yang berlapis-lapis dari berbagai lembaga tingkat nasional dan internasional. Kualifikasi yang terpenting untuk menjadi trainer andalan bukan soal berapa berat dan tinggi badan; bukan tata busana yang memesona orang lain; bukan pula suara yang mikrofonik seperti penyiar radio yang jadi idola pendengarnya. Semua itu
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Mengunjungi Kampung Halaman Almarhum Ayah

“Kids go where there is excitement. They stay where there is love. – Anak kecil cenderung mendatangi tempat yang menyenangkan. Mereka akan memilih tinggal di tempat yang dipenuhi oleh cinta.” ~ Zig Ziglar

Kilas balik tentang negeri di daratan Cina 200 tahun lalu masih identik dengan kehidupan yang serba sulit. Banyak anak muda terpaksa meninggalkan kampung halaman berlayar menuju Asia Tenggara untuk mencari nafkah hidup. Tak jarang mereka berganti kewarganegaan dan berperan cukup penting di berbagai bidang di negara yang disinggahi.

Ayah saya adalah salah satu di antara perantau tersebut. Beliau meninggalkan kampung halaman di Pulau Hainan menuju Malaysia. Dengan kerja keras ayah merintis usaha, menabung, sampai kemudian memiliki keluarga, sumber penghasilan dan jabatan cukup penting di sebuah kota kecil di Malaysia. Saya masih ingat, ayah selalu menyisihkan sebagian kecil dari penghasilan tiap bulan untuk adik dan ibunya di Cina.

Itu semua menunjukkan bukti cinta ayah
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Kura-kura dan Kuda

Pada zaman dahulu kala hiduplah keluarga kura-kura yg sangat rukun. Akan tetapi banyak di sekeliling mereka yang iri kepada keluarga kura-kura. Suatu hari, Bara si kura-kura ingin pergi mencari makan. Saat di jalan, Bara bertemu dengan Rodi si kuda. “hei kamu! Kura-kura yang lambat, sini kamu!” kata Rodi.
Barapun menghampiri Rodi. “ada apa kuda?” Tanya Bara.
Dengan wajah yang menyeramkan Rodi si kuda pun berkata kepada Bara si kura-kura “kamu mau lewat ke sini kan? Oh, oh, oh, tidak bisa”.
Bara si kura-kurapun terbingung, lalu ia berkata “kenapa tidak boleh? Ini kan jalan umum”.
“kamu melawan yah sama aku!, Kalau begitu kita adu cepat saja gimana?” tantang Rodi.
“baiklah kalau itu maumu kuda!” balas Bara.

Saat perlombaan adu cepat, rodi maupun Bara sudah bersiap-siap. “kalau kau kalah kura-kura, kau akan memberikanku semua hartamu sedangkan kalau engkau menang, aku akan memberimu harataku dan semua makananku” tantang Rodi si kuda.
“priiittttt” suara sempruitan berbunyi yg menandakan bahwa pertandingan sudah di mulai.

Saat pertengahan si Rodi dengan santainya berlali, sed
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