The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Tom, the notorious ruffian in the school, was threatened by a girl with a knife. This news went viral in the whole school, and Claire became famous in the entire school.

The rumors grew more exaggerated as they spread.

In the morning, she was still a gangster girl who dared to teach Tom a lesson, but by the afternoon, she had become a devil who killed without batting an eye.

After school.

Claire walked out of the school gate and directly got into a car.

The gray-haired old man in the car, wearing a neat suit and looking energetic, pounced at her and gave her a big hug.

He exclaimed. “Little Claire!”

At this moment, he didn’t look respectable at all.

Having long been accustomed to it, Claire just hooked her finger at him. “Have you brought what I want?”

Adam curled his lips. “We haven’t met for so long. Didn’t you miss me? All you care about is the thing you want!”

“Quick.”

“Alright, here you are.” Adam handed a plastic bag to Claire.

She took the bag and opened it, which contained two Doraemon dolls and a few bottles of AD calcium milk.

She smiled in satisfaction, and took out a bottle. She plugged in a straw, and took two big sips.

It felt so good.

Adam patted Claire’s shoulder. “I’ll personally draw up the questions for the Mathematical Olympiad Exam in your school next week. Please take the exam carefully.

Claire bit the straw and mumbled. “The level is too simple to interest me.”

“I know, as the vice president of the International Mathematical Olympiad, these questions are not challenging for you at all. But didn’t you move to a new home? If you perform better, your new parents will like you more.”

Claire gave Adam a sideways glance. “I don’t need them to like me!”

This girl is… really stubborn!

Adam was speechless.

Suddenly, something occurred to him. A cunning gleam flickered in his old eyes, and he smiled at her. “I have a complete set of Doraemon comics signed by the author himself. As long as you take the test carefully, I’ll give it to you. What do you think?”

Claire’s face turned cold. “Are you threatening me?”

“Pay attention to the wording. It’s not a threat, but a deal.”

This temptation was big indeed, and Claire could hardly resist the temptation.

Adam was still nagging sitting next to her. “A complete set of Doraemon comics signed by the author himself! You can’t buy it with money. This is a ‘now or never’ opportunity…”

Claire closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. “Okay.”

——

Back at the Smiths’ mansion, Ada and Phoebe were sitting in the living room.

Ada’s face was purple with anger. When she saw Claire, she immediately lunged to her feet. She seemed to be waiting for Claire to return.

Needless to guess, Claire knew why.

Sure enough, she was stopped by Ada just as she was about to go upstairs.

“Claire! Come here!”

Claire stood still and asked her. “What’s the matter?”

Ada snapped at her harshly. “I heard that you threatened your classmate with a knife at school today. Is this true?!”

“Hmm…” Claire replied calmly. “It’s true.”

Ada almost had a blackout due to anger.

“Claire, are you crazy?! Do you think this is still the remote mountain village you grew up in? You can’t run amok here?! You are now the daughter of the Smiths. Every word and deed of yours represents the Smiths!”

She had thought that the child was just eccentric, but she didn’t expect that Claire would do such a terrible thing!

The thought of her blood flowing in this girl’s body made Ada feel disgusted.

“Your adoptive mother is indeed a rural woman, uneducated and incapable of bringing up a kid!”

As soon as Claire heard this, her face darkened and a red, fierce gleam flashed across her eyes.

The ferocious stare was as sharp as a blade, sending a chill down Ada’s spine.

Suddenly, Claire grinned grimly and said in a cold voice, “Let me make it clear. I don’t care about being your biological daughter. If you don’t like me, you can send me back anytime.”

Ada was stunned. “Wh… what did you say?”

Claire crossed her arms around her chest, leaning on the railing of the stairs. She stared at Ada condescendingly. “I think you’re well aware why you brought me back.”

Ada’s eyes widened but she was speechless.