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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 213 - Game Live

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Chapter 213: Game Live

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Pus.h.i.+ng open the door of the ward, Claire walked to the bed on tiptoe, only to find that the bed was empty.

The man was gone.

In an instant, Claire’s heart twitched.

Since regaining her memory, she has been in a tense state every day.

Ethan was looking for Spark.

She was afraid that something bad would happen to him.

Just like now.

“Hey!”

Suddenly, a cold voice rang from behind.

Claire turned her head and saw the man leaning against the door. In the dark night, his eyes were cold and venomous, looking at her without a trace of emotion.

For some reason, Claire felt a bit embarra.s.sed. She blinked without any expression on her face.

The man stepped up to her, and lifted her chin. He scrutinized her face back and forth with a cold gaze.

Hunter knew that this woman came every night.

He was a little curious, wondering why she didn’t come during the day and had to sneak up at night like a thief.

“What do you want to do?” Hunter asked coldly.

“Nothing. I’m leaving.” Claire said calmly.

She broke free from his grip, pa.s.sed the man, and walked towards the door.

Hunter grabbed her school bag and picked her up.

Looking at the girl’s suspended feet, he narrowed his eyes.

She was so light as if she was boneless.

Hunter brought Claire in front of him, his eyes cold and overbearing. “I warn you not to come over again. Don’t disturb my sleep, understand?”

Claire’s face turned cold and suddenly kicked hard on the man’s abdomen.

Hunter let go of her.

She grabbed her school bag and walked out of the ward quickly.

Hunter patted the dust on his lower abdomen and frowned huffily.

Claire rested for two days and went to school as usual.

In the cla.s.sroom.

Derek stuck his head close to Claire and comforted her softly. “Claire, though Hunter doesn’t remember you, don’t be discouraged. I’ll speak well of you to him.”

Dora turned her head. “Don’t be nosy. It’s none of your business.”

“Hey, you darn girl! Are you looking for a fight?” Derek flicked Dora’s forehead hard with his fingers.

The two began to quarrel again.

Claire pulled out her earphones, stuffed them in her ears, and began to nap.

After school.

Derek returned to the Johnsons’ house. He just got out of the car when he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned his head and found that it was Claire.

“Huh? Claire? Why are you…”

Before he finished speaking, he saw Claire pa.s.s him, walk straight in, and go straight to the second floor.

Claire came to the study.

Simon was sitting at the desk with a few doc.u.ments on hand and asked. “Is there anything I can do for you, Miss Claire?”

Claire frowned. “Did the president of Life-Death Sect see Hunter Two years ago?”

The president had introduced her to Ethan Muller to help find Spark, so he must have seen Spark’s portrait.

“No.” Simon smiled confidently. “The one who handles this matter is Dr. Carl. He is my man and will never betray me. The president doesn’t know these things.”

Claire raised her brow.

Downstairs.

Derek was sitting cross-legged, playing games live.

He was not good at games, and the bullet screen was full of curses and ridicules.

[Little Darling Derek sucks. Whoever teams up with him is d.a.m.n unlucky!]

[Don’t you know that Little Darling Derek is April’s disciple.]

[What? Are you serious?]

[This round is a steady loss. I bet 100 bucks.]

[Me 200.]

Derek pouted with anger.

Suddenly, he felt a throbbing pain in his stomach. He wanted to go to the bathroom.

d.a.m.n, he was playing a game live!

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