The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

After school

In a corner, while carrying her school bag, Phoebe reached out to Tom. “Have you got it?”

Tom looked around and took out a crumpled note from his pocket.

Phoebe took it and gave a cold smile.

Tom suddenly grabbed her arm and looked worried. “Phoebe, why do you need the email address of the Death Alliance? They are very dangerous. You’d better not mess with them!”

Why? Surely because she wanted to get rid of Claire, who was such an eyesore to her!

“It’s none of your business.” Phoebe shook Tom’s hand away and turned to leave.

A Maybach stopped outside the Lance Middle School.

The students were walking around, all of them talking about Claire.

“Hurry up, the photos of her sleeping have just been updated in the online community!”

“Ahhh, let me see!”

“Look at her legs. Gee, and her back. Perfect!”

“I heard that Angelica got her autograph. Let’s ask Claire for it tomorrow, OK?”

“I really want to chase her and make her my girlfriend.”

“Ha, in your dreams!”

The more Hunter listened to them, the darker his face grew. He said, gnashing his teeth, “Is Little Thing so popular?”

Mr. Hopkins smiled and replied. “Miss Claire is so beautiful. It would be strange if she was not popular.”

Hunter snorted coldly, holding his chin, and looking extremely unhappy.

It was getting late.

Mr. Hopkins suddenly said, “Miss Claire is out.”

Hunter tilted his head to look out. Claire was leisurely walking out of the school gate, with her hands in her pockets. Her figure was so slender as if she would be blown away by the wind.

When she approached the car, Hunter opened the door immediately. He grabbed her arm, and dragged her into the car.

Caught off guard, Claire fell into the car, staring at the man in front of her. She asked irritably, “What are you going to do again?”

“Nothing. I just want to give you something.” Hunter raised his hand and threw the card between his fingers towards her. He announced in a cool and arrogant way. “There are five million dollars in the card. Take it.”

What did he mean?

Claire frowned and picked up the card, only to see a few large characters printed on the card – Lance Middle School Cafeteria Card.

“…”

“Are you crazy? You deposited five million dollars in this card?!”

Was he really out of his mind?

Hunter lifted the girl’s chin with his finger and smiled wickedly. “I just want everyone to know that your boarding expenses… will be covered by me from now on.”

Claire was speechless.

Seeing her silent, Hunter raised his eyes gladly. “Why? So touched that you don’t know what to say? Don’t cry. I can’t stand crying women.”

Claire didn’t bother to say anything and threw the card back at him.

“Look, is it Claire?”

“Yes, it’s her. Even the back is so attractive. It can only be her.”

“Whose car is she in?”

At this time, noisy discussion sounds came from outside the car.

Hunter looked sideways, and a group of students gathered around the window of the car, peeping inside.

They were talking about Claire.

Hunter’s eyes turned cold, and he suddenly clasped the back of Claire’s head.

Claire was startled. “What are you doing?!”

“Don’t move! This is dirt on your face. Let me help you remove it.” Hunter squeezed Claire’s chin, leaning over slowly.

Seeing from the outside of the car, the two heads overlapped, and it seemed that they were kissing.

The students collapsed instantly.

“Ahhh… Claire is kissing that man…”

“Oh, I’ve been ready to chase her! But she has already got a boyfriend? God, let me die, Boohoo…”

“I can’t see it. I can’t see it. If I can’t see it, it’s not true…”