Chapter 11: Chapter 11

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 game to pass down your excellent skill to her!]

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

She knew him from the game by accident.

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

[Can you teach me how to play the game?]

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

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

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

As a result, this guy immediately posted a screenshot of that message in the game.

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

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

She could only admit it.

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At this moment, 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 message, 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 came to threaten her on behalf of his dear sister.

Claire narrowed her cold eyes, leaning against the door frame. “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 home?!”

Claire raised the corners of her lips and smiled wickedly. “Then let me 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 me.”

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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 me to do something, the more I want to do it. If you don’t want your little princess to be bullied, tell her not to mess with me again.”

With that said, she slammed 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 seemed 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 some medicine.

The servant didn’t even look at her, and pointed to the coffee table carelessly. She said coldly, “There are some 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 someone crying inside.

“Mom, your biological daughter has come back. You don’t love me 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 me…”

“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 me, you’ll always love me only!”

“Of course, Mom only loves you.”

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

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

This conversation was really warm.

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

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

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

The family members 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.