His Wife Calls The S Chapter 223: Standoff on the Rooftop

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Standoff on the Rooftop

Chapter 223

Lilian Pearce instantly understood: "Then you definitely can’t drink iced ones; give it to your teacher."

As she spoke, she reached out to take the milk tea to drink it.

Mia Nolan, flustered: "Don’t drink it!"

She quickly snatched the milk tea away, her voice very loud.

Chloe Collins stared straight at her, having figured it out in her heart.

Lilian Pearce was startled, and after a while, she said, "What’s with you, girl, trying to scare your mum to death by raising your voice so suddenly?"

Mia’s eyes showed a touch of panic, she handed over her Pudding Milk Tea to her: "I suddenly don’t fancy this flavor anymore, let’s swap."

Lilian Pearce took the Pudding Milk Tea, "Don’t be so dramatic when you speak next ti, it’s really rude when you’re eating out with others."

Mia didn’t look at her, she was still nervous and absently agreed: "I understand."

Until end of the al, she did not touch the Matcha Milk Tea even once.

Afterwards, she dumped the milk tea into the toilet when Lilian Pearce wasn’t noticing.

At the sa ti, Chloe Collins was in the kitchen helping Lilian Pearce wash the dishes.

This ti, she didn’t feel like stopping it.

Sitting on the couch, she deeply regretted picking milk tea earlier.

After thinking for a while, she excused herself from Lilian Pearce and went out.

As soon as she walked out into the corridor, she called Raine Nolan to et her on the Teaching Building Rooftop.

After waiting on the rooftop for more than ten minutes and Raine Nolan still hadn’t shown up, she beca more and more anxious, standing at the edge of the parapet, she was so breathless.

This was the boldest thing she had done since she stole Claire’s lipstick last ti, and it was inevitable that she was very nervous.

Just then, she heard footsteps, and by the sound of it, soone was already at the doorway.

She couldn’t wait anymore, and actively walked over.

"Raine, you must help

think of sothing, I just put laxatives in the milk tea for Chloe Collins but she ended up having her period and can’t drink it. Quickly think of so other way to make sure she doesn’t do well in the exam tomorrow..."

The word "test" was suddenly stuck in her throat.

Just a second ago, the girl who erged from the corner made her heart skip a beat!

"Wh...why is it you?"

Her voice was trembling.

Chloe Collins looked at her languidly, her sharp eyes gazing at her lightly: "It seems that you guys have been plotting this for a long ti."

This light remark made Mia’s face change dramatically.

Her face showed the embarrassnt of her plot being exposed and she was at a loss, her eyes darting around unnaturally.

Facing Chloe Collins’ frank and sharp gaze, she beca more and more flustered, and at so point when she t Chloe’s eyes, she snapped!

"Enough enough enough enough! Chloe Collins you’ve had enough!" She scread with her eyes closed!

She was exerting so much force that the veins on both her wrists protruded distinctly.

She took two steps back, pointing at Chloe, "What do you think you are too noble? You have deceived my family for compassion for more than a decade, and you are scheming to steal my mum away! Do you not have a mother of your own? Huh?!"

"What are you talking about?"

She sneered: "Don’t play innocent and stupid with ! You’re not an orphan at all, you are the young lady of the Collinses! So, didn’t expect

to find out, did you? You won’t be able to continue pretending to be poor to win my Dad’s and my brother’s sympathy anymore!"

Chloe looked at her, didn’t say a word, thoughts whirling in her head.

Even so, her face remained calm and wasn’t greatly influenced by Mia’s rage.

But Mia couldn’t control her emotions, her blaming voice growing louder and louder.

"From the mont you entered my house, you must have been thinking about how to snatch my mum, you scher! Outwardly, you pretend to be pure and pitiful to gain my mum’s sympathy, but actually, you want to shalessly snatch soone else’s mother, your own mother must be so chilled by this, she gave birth to an ingrate, not treasuring her own mother and coveting soone else’s!"

"As crafty as you are, let

tell you, even though Raine is not the young lady of the Collinses, she is much more suited to that position than you are..."

"Hey."

Chloe Collins looked up and walked forward.

The pressure from her proximity made Mia choke.

A trace of dread appeared on her angry face.

Chloe was about fifteen centiters away from her, her height of one ter seventy, plus the height of her shoes, she was truly looking down at Mia who was only one ter sixty.

"I’m not interested in snatching your mother, you’re thinking too much."

The lazy feminine voice carried a few hints of indifference.