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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 246 - She Fell Down The Stairs

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Chapter 246: She Fell Down The Stairs

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

During the lunch break, the cla.s.s was noisy.

“Phoebe posted an apology letter on the bulletin board.”

“I saw it. She wrote a full page. Haha…”

“This is so disgraceful. If I were her, I would just transfer to another school.”

“It’s shameful to transfer to another school too, haha…”

Phoebe was in her seat, silently writing English words. With a click, her pen was abruptly snapped. Tears came down from her eyes and splattered on the exercise book.

In the back row, Dora stuffed her mouth with snacks. Her cheeks bulged, and she mumbled. “She deserves it. Let’s see if she dares to play dirty tricks again!”

Derek glanced at the food residue at the corner of the girl’s mouth and said with disgust, “Can you stop eating? Look how fat you’re! You’re literally a mess…”

Dora looked at Claire with a look for help. “I’m not fat at all, am I?”

Claire stared at her chubby face and fell silent.

“I’m not fat! I’m not fat!” Dora burst into tears, crying and stuffing food into her mouth.

Derek shook his head. “I really admire your parents. It must not be easy to raise you…”

The cla.s.s bell rang and the teacher walked into the cla.s.sroom.

Dora munched on a pack of spicy strips with oil staining the corners of her mouth. She turned to pick up a paper from Claire’s table, only to see Derek straightening up, He was staring at the blackboard intently, and taking notes seriously.

“What are you doing?”

Derek glanced at her. “Study! Don’t disturb me!”

Dora took a breath.

Good lord, Derek was studying?!

After cla.s.s, the phone in the drawer rang, and Derek picked it up and took a look. It was a text message from Jack.

[Cla.s.s is boring. Shall we skip and go to drink?]

Derek typed a few words on the screen.

[No, I need to attend cla.s.s.]

Soon, there was a reply.

[??? Are you out of your mind?!]

There was a lot of noise outside the cla.s.sroom, and there was the rumbling sound of an electric drill.

Someone slammed the book in his hand.

“What’s so noisy? I can’t focus on my textbook!”

“I heard that the surveillance cameras on the right stairway and our corridor broke down. They’re hard to fix and probably can’t be repaired today.”

The straight-A students wailed.

After school, Becky left late. Putting her phone against her ear, she was talking on the phone while going down the stairs.

It was empty and no one else could be seen.

“Haha, you really should have come to see her expression back then. Hmph, how dare she mess with me? I’ve taught her a good lesson! Ungrateful b.i.t.c.h!”

She was completely engrossed in the phone, so she didn’t know that Phoebe was following her.

Looking at the girl’s back and listening to her wanton ridicule, Phoebe’s face was ferocious, and her eyes turned bloodshot, filled with crazy resentment.

She slowly stretched out her hand and suddenly gave Becky a hard shove on the back.

“Ahhh…”

With a scream, Becky rolled down the stairs. Her neck twisted with a click, her head was banged and started bleeding. She fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Phoebe stared at her hands, panting nervously. Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly spotted a dark figure behind her. She turned her head with a jerk, but only saw the steps.

Was there someone here just now?

Phoebe chased the shadow, but saw no one. She clutched her chest, feeling uneasy and sweating all over her head.

No, there couldn’t be anyone else here. She must have seen it wrong!

The next day, in the cla.s.sroom.

Everyone was talking about Becky.

“I heard that last night, after school, she fell down the stairway on the right!”

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