The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Whatever, I’m not a picky eater.”

Gallon was carefully processing the vegetable. “You have stomach issues. I’ll make something light.”

Claire gave a hum and hung up the phone.

Passing an alley, she suddenly stopped as her sensitive nose smelled a trace of blood.

She looked sideways, and deep in the alley, there was a gray mist. A girl’s petite figure was looming.

It was the new student who had just transferred today. Claire vaguely remembered her name as Mia.

At this time, Andrew was lying at her feet, convulsing badly all over.

As if sensing something, Mia suddenly turned her head.

Blind she was, she seemed to be able to see Claire, staring at Claire motionlessly with her pupil-less eyes.

After a while, she walked out of the alley slowly.

Without a word, she passed by Claire.

Her figure quickly disappeared from sight.

Claire walked into the alley, squatted in front of Andrew, and touched his neck.

No pulse could be felt. He was dead.

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His face was distorted and he seemed to have suffered tremendously before he died.

Claire stood up slowly.

At this time, Andrew’s nose twitched, and then, a dark object came out of his nose and rolled from his body to the ground.

It was a strange-looking bug the size of a fingernail and with a hard carapace.

Claire bent down to pick it up, holding it in her hand to observe it carefully.

After thinking for a moment, she threw the bug on the ground again.

She was curious, but not curious enough to study it.

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She left the alley, and it was getting late.

Gallon had called her several times to hurry up.

Claire quickened her pace.

Suddenly, there was a throbbing pain in her lower abdomen, and her stomach was churning violently as if there was a hand constantly tearing and ravaging her stomach.

Claire’s face was ghastly pale, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from her forehead. Every step she made, she felt as if walking on blades, and she almost bit her gums broken with pain.

A warm current rushed to her throat, she held on to a tree trunk by the roadside, opened her mouth, and vomited.

After she finished vomiting, the pain gradually disappeared.

Claire took a breath, lowered her head, and took a closer look.

Among the yellow-brown vomit on the ground, there was a bug, which was twisting violently. After a few seconds, it didn’t move anymore.

It was exactly the same as the one on Andrew just now.

“Strange, my bug actually failed…”

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Speaking in a high-pitched voice, Mia walked over slowly from a distance at a leisurely pace and.

She was still wearing that baggy coat, and her eyes were covered by white cloth. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, but now she didn’t look at all ordinary as she had in the class.

She had completely become a different person.

“What is this?”

Claire questioned coldly, her gaze passing over her like a sharp blade.

Mia stared at the dead bug on the ground with a slightly regretful look. “This is a bewitching bug, which can kill people without being noticed.”

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So, did she use this to kill Andrew?

Claire gave a contemptuous smile. “You failed to kill me. So much for your bug.”

Mia shook her head, suddenly lunged forward, and tore Claire’s collar open abruptly.

She seemed to see something incredible. Her eyes glowed and her face grew even gloomier. “It’s not the problem of my bug. It’s because you have a stronger bewitching bug on you that killed mine.”

Claire looked down and saw the scarlet mark around the area of her heart, which, like a scorching flame, looked gorgeous yet creepy on her snow-white skin.

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The mark bulged slightly as if there was something hidden inside, vaguely outlining the shape of a bug.

Mia’s face was gradually occupied by consternation, and she asked Claire anxiously. “Have you been to the East Continent?!”