The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

At dinner, Allen mentioned Evans’s birthday.

“This year is your 80th birthday. We should hold a nice party for you.”

Evans shook his head after hearing this. “Why bother? I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Ada smiled and said, “Dad, don’t worry. Leave it to me and Allen. It will definitely not bother you.”

“Right!” Phoebe echoed from the side, smiling sweetly. “I will help Mom and Dad.”

“Alright.” Evans looked at Phoebe lovingly. “I’ll listen to Phoebe.”

After dinner, Claire went up to the second floor.

As soon as she returned to her room, the door was knocked.

She opened the door, and Sheldon stood outside.

He directly handed her a piece of paper with a frown, his face dark. “I need an explanation.”

Claire didn’t take it but only glanced at it.

These were his tutor’s comments on his practical exam.

There were mainly two points.

—— Cutting the capillary tube with wrong gestures, which was not conducive to suture.

—— The stitching speed was too slow.

This was exactly the same as what Claire had said to him before.

“Why do you know this?” Sheldon stared at Claire closely, trying to see something from her pretty face.

Claire squinted like a sly cat. “I was talking nonsense.”

Hearing this, Sheldon sneered. “Do you think I’m a fool?”

“Whatever.” Claire shrugged and slammed the door shut.

Sheldon stood outside the door, full of questions.

Late at night

Sheldon couldn’t sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, Claire’s face popped up in his mind.

She was ignorant, unreasonable, arrogant, and rude.

But she was also so… mysterious.

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The next day, after school

Claire went to the bookstore and picked up a copy of Anatomy Theory.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Sheldon standing opposite the bookcase.

Their eyes met.

Sheldon immediately looked away. When he noticed the book in her hand, he frowned slightly.

Claire didn’t react and turned away with the book.

Sheldon couldn’t help but raise his eyes and look at the girl’s back.

One of his friends came over and put his arm around his shoulders. “What are you looking at?”

He followed Sheldon’s gaze.

Claire was checking out at the counter, wearing a white T-shirt that set off her slender waist. Her school uniform was draped over her shoulders casually, and her trousers were rolled up, revealing her delicate ankles.

The breeze blew and ruffled her hair. She took out a head rope and held it in her mouth. Grabbing her hair with both hands, she tied it into a messy ponytail.

Then holding the book, she elbowed the glass door open and left.

The friend exclaimed. “Wow! What a beautiful wild rose. Do you know her?”

Sheldon hurriedly retracted his gaze, answering coldly. “No.”

When Claire arrived home, she found that she hadn’t bought the chip, so she casually put the book on the sofa in the living room, turned around, and went out again.

A servant walked into the hall and found a book on the sofa.

Anatomy Theory

There was only one medical student in the entire Smith house.

Without thinking much, the servant took the book, walked to Sheldon’s room, and put the book on his desk.

Claire had long wanted to transform that old computer. Finally buying the chip, she was really eager to try it. She ran straight to the bedroom on the second floor cheerfully.

She dismantled the computer to pieces and upgraded the chip. Then she hid 108 kinds of self-made viruses in the chip and then implanted it into the computer.

In a blink of an eye, this computer became a hotbed of viruses.

Busy till late at night, Claire got up to move her muscles and bones when she suddenly realised something.

The book had disappeared.

She searched upstairs and downstairs, but she couldn’t find it.

Right at this time, Gallon called her and heard a noise on her side, so he asked her. “Are you busy?”

“No, I’m looking for a book.” Claire sounded a little anxious.