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Chapter 11: I Was Born Rebellious

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Claire replied casually: [Not yet.]

Little Darling Derek: [April, I got a new deskmate today. Do you know how poor she is? She hasn’t even played ‘W2’. I am going to teach her how to play the ga to pass down your excellent skill to her!]

Claire looked at the ssage, and the boy’s smiling face popped up in her mind.

She knew him from the ga by accident.

One afternoon, a person with an ID called ‘Little Darling Derek’ sent her a private ssage in the ga.

[Can you teach how to play the ga?]

She received tons of private ssages every day, which she would never read.

At that ti, she was in a bad mood, so she clicked on this private ssage casually, planning to reply: [Yes, in your dreams.]

However, her computer suddenly crashed, and she only had the ti to type ‘Yes’ before the ssage was sent out.

As a result, this guy imdiately posted a screenshot of that ssage in the ga.

After she finally fixed the computer, she found that all players of the ga now believed that she had agreed to teach him how to play the ga.

She did send the ssage, and if she denied it, people would think that she had broken her word.

She could only admit it.

——

At this mont, Derek was lying on the sofa, triumphant, waiting for April’s praise.

With a ping, he received the reply and hastened to click open the ssage, but only saw two words.

[Ha ha.]

Derek was dumbfounded and couldn’t believe it.

Why did April send him this?

Is April angry?

He didn’t say anything wrong!

On the other side, Claire turned off her cell phone and held the Doraemon doll into her arms.

As she was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Sheldon standing outside. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of disgust. “I warn you, if you bully Phoebe again, I won’t let you off!”

Oh, so he ca to threaten her on behalf of his dear sister.

Claire narrowed her cold eyes, leaning against the door fra. “I bullied her?”

Her indifferent look made Sheldon even angrier.

“Everyone in this family treats Phoebe as a princess, and she never shed a tear since her childhood. If it weren’t for you, how could she run away from ho?!”

Claire raised the corners of her lips and smiled wickedly. “Then let advise you, if you don’t want your dog to have an accident, you should hold the leash tightly instead of running here to question .”

What? !

Dog!

Sheldon was shocked and speechless as if all the voices were stuck in his throat.

He didn’t expect her to retort so harshly.

While he was stunned, Claire took a step forward and slowly moved her head close to his ear.

Her rosy lips opened, and her breath was aromatic yet cold.

“Oh, I can’t help it. I was born rebellious. The less people want to do sothing, the more I want to do it. If you don’t want your little princess to be bullied, tell her not to ss with again.”

With that said, she slamd the door shut with a bang.

Sheldon, who was dumbfounded, stared at the closed door. The fragrance that the girl’s body exuded after bathing seed to be still lingering on his nose.

His ears were blood red.

In the room, Claire lay down again, and turned off the light. But she couldn’t fall asleep and kept tossing and turning. She was having a terrible backache.

Eventually, she got up and went to the first floor, asking a servant for so dicine.

The servant didn’t even look at her, and pointed to the coffee table carelessly. She said coldly, “There are so in there. Take it yourself.”

Claire took a bottle of Penetrex and a pack of cotton swabs and returned to the second floor. When passing by Phoebe’s room, she heard soone crying inside.

“Mom, your biological daughter has co back. You don’t love anymore, right…”

Ada’s soft voice rang out. “Don’t think that way. Of course, Mom loves you.”

“But Mom, you’re partial to her and helped Claire bully …”

“You little fool… Don’t you know why I brought her back? If you drive her away, who will marry Hunter Johnson in your place?”

“Then… Mom, promise , you’ll always love only!”

“Of course, Mom only loves you.”

Upon hearing this, Phoebe finally stopped crying, smiled, and said like a child, “Mom, sleep with tonight…”

“Okay, okay.” Ada said dotingly, “Co on, let hold you in my arms.”

This conversation was really warm.

Outside the door, Claire squeezed the dicine in her hand, her lips slightly pale.

Pausing for a few seconds, she lowered her eyes and walked back to her room.

——

Early in the morning, Claire ca downstairs carrying her schoolbag.

The family mbers were sitting at the dining table, chatting while eating, but because of her presence, there was silence in an instant.

Phoebe glared at Claire and shredded the bread in her hands.

Probably because of what happened last night, even the servants looked at Claire with disgust.

The atmosphere was awkward and weird.

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