The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Monday, early morning.

Claire carried her school bag on one shoulder and walked downstairs leisurely.

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Phoebe was sitting at the dining table drinking milk. When she turned her head and saw her, she snorted coldly.

Ada beckoned to her with a smile. "Claire, come over for breakfast. After breakfast, go to school together with Phoebe."

Phoebe curled her lips reluctantly.

Claire squinted her sleepy eyes and said, "No, I will go by myself."

With that, she strode out of the house.

Ada snorted in disgust. "This kid… has a weird temper."

Phoebe deliberately lowered her eyes and looked sad. "Maybe… she doesn't like me, thinking I've taken her place."

Ada stroked her cheek with pity. "Don't think that way."

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Lance Middle School.

School gate.

A skinny boy was surrounded by a few fierce-looking little ruffians wearing school uniforms.

Tom Davis slammed his homework book on the boy's head with a yell. "I asked you to do my homework for me, and you just wrote these fucking words?!"

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The boy was so scared that he trembled. "Sorry… you… you had given me too much homework to do. I have been doing it all night, but still… still couldn't finish…"

"Oh?" Tom said with a smile, "Are you blaming us?"

A little ruffian beside him clenched his fists. "Boss, don't waste time on him. Just teach him a lesson!"

Tom grabbed the boy's clothes and swung his arm, about to punch him.

"Hey."

An indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked back, only to see that Claire was standing behind, looking coldly at them.

She said casually, "Don't get in the way."

They froze for a moment.

What a pretty girl!

Her skin was fair and tender, and her legs were long and straight…

Tom returned to his senses belatedly. He frowned and scolded her. "Who are you, Bitch? Don't you see that I'm busy? Get lost!"

Claire stood still.

Another little ruffian rolled up his sleeves. "Boss, let me take care of her!"

With that, he rushed towards Claire. He grabbed her collar, and swung his palm about to slap her.

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However, Claire clasped his wrist in an instant and twisted his entire arm behind his back.

Her action was clean and neat.

With a click, the sound of bone breaking could be heard.

"Ahhhh…"

The little ruffian grimaced in pain.

Claire kicked him on his knee right after.

The little ruffian plopped and fell to his knees, unable to get up for a long time.

Everyone suddenly looked terrified.

Claire stepped on the shoulder of the little ruffian, and her cold stare swept across their faces one by one. "Still blocking the way?"

They immediately made way for her, with their bodies trembling in terror.

Claire picked up the schoolbag that had fallen on the ground and left at a leisurely pace.

"Fuck… Who is this bitch?!"

"I haven't seen her before. Is she a new student?"

"How dare she?!"

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Claire walked down the corridor and found the classroom. A hubbub of voices filled the classroom, but as she pushed the door open, it became silent in an instant.

Everyone stared in astonishment at the unexpected arrival.

"Who is she?"

"I heard that the Smiths' real daughter was just picked up from the countryside a few days ago and will be transferred to our class. Is it her?"

"Gosh! Then what about Phoebe?"

"I also heard that she is a very bad girl, stupid and always getting into fights with people. That's terrible!"

"Damn, she looks gorgeous…"

"Shut up! Can she compare to our little princess Phoebe?!"

Tom, who rushed to the classroom, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Oh shit! She's that bitch!

Hearing the discussion, Claire put her hands in her pockets, leaning lazily against the door frame, and her indifferent gaze swept across the classroom.