The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Helen’s spoiled son, Bob, was very naughty, even lawless.

Within a few minutes, he smashed another colored glaze vase.

“Oh, honey!” Helen hurried over, hugging him and shouting nervously. “Do you have any injuries? You scared me.”

She didn’t even mention the broken vase.

Ada was really annoyed but didn’t dare to show it.

At this time

Claire walked slowly through the door. She wore a hoodie with the hat on her head and only her small face was revealed. Her thin figure was surrounded by mist, making her look extraordinarily cold and withdrawn.

Helen cast a casual glance at her and screamed. “Phew, who is this…”

Ada immediately stood up. “Claire, come over and say hello…”

Before she finished speaking, Claire went straight to the second floor without even lifting her eyelids.

Bob put his hands on his hips and shouted angrily. “Why didn’t she say hello to me?!”

Helen turned purple with anger, and her tone showed deep disgust. “Is she your biological daughter whom you brought back from the country? She is so rude! Why did you even bother to bring her back? Just throw her out.”

Ada could only smile awkwardly and glared at Claire’s figure on the second floor.

This girl always disgraced her!

“Oh, it’s so late?” Helen deliberately revealed his expensive watch. “Ada, I will stay at your house tonight. Do you mind?”

Ada gaped at her in shock.

Before she could speak, Helen was already holding his son and moving towards the spiral staircase.

Bob twisted and kept crying. “I don’t want to sleep here. The room here is so small!”

Helen clicked her tongue. “Yes, it’s shabby here. Let’s make do with it temporarily.”

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Early morning

It was a bit cold.

Claire unzipped her jacket, stuffed a bottle of milk into her school bag, lowered her head, and buried half of her face in the collar.

She got up early this morning, so she could take her time doing things. When she opened the door of her room, a cold wind suddenly rolled up at her feet.

Bob rushed in front of her and fell to the ground. He opened his mouth, and began to cry.

After crying for a long time, he didn’t see Claire respond to him. He curled his lips, stretched out his little hands towards Claire, and commanded pretentiously. “Are you blind? Help me up!”

Claire’s eyes were cold. She directly lifted her foot and stepped over Bob’s head.

“Ahhh…”

Bob kicked his calf out and screamed.

“Are you okay?” At this moment, Phoebe walked over, helped him up from the ground.

She took out a tissue to wipe the teardrops on his face.

Bob grunted angrily. “Who is that rude woman? My uncle has a gun. I will shoot her to death!”

Phoebe squeezed his fat little face and smiled a little sinisterly. “Don’t mess with her. She is very fierce and will bully you.”

“Bullshit!” As soon as Bob heard this, he lost his temper. “Only I can bully others but no one dares to bully me!”

“Really?” Phoebe narrowed her eyes. “I don’t believe it…”

“We’ll see!” Bob slapped her hand off and rushed into Claire’s room.

In the classroom

As soon as the morning reading class was over, the girls gathered around and chattered. Their expressions were particularly solemn.

“Mr. Walker is finished now!”

“What happened?”

“I heard that Mr. Walker lost the test papers for this exam, and the teacher had to reset the questions, which delayed the exams. Mr. Walker is being scolded by the principal in his office!”