Chapter 1772: Older Than You
Chapter 1772: Older Than You
Kiki quietly asked Anderson, "Hey, Westbrook, is this the same Saunders family that I know?"
Anderson replied wordlessly, "How would I know which Saunders family you''re talking about?"
"Oh, it''s that one, right?" Kiki couldn''t remember how to phrase it.
"That one? Which one is that?" Anderson nced at her disdainfully and muttered, "What an idiot."
In reality, he knew that the Saunders family referred to Felix''s family, with whom his father had a close
rtionship.
Kiki slumped in her seat, pouting. Anderson''s disdainful look made her even more dissatisfied.
After Ms. Zhang finished introducing Westbrook, she told him, "Alright, for today, you can sit in the
back. Tomorrow, I''ll rearrange the seating."
Westbrook nodded and happily bounced to the back. There was an empty seat between Anderson and
Kiki.
That was intentionally left by Anderson to keep his distance from Kiki. He didn''t like others getting close
to him.
Westbrook came over and, seeing the empty seat, sat down. For a period of time, he hadn''t attended
kindergarten and staying at home was boring. Teasing the maids all day was also not fun. He wanted to
y at school where there were other children to bully.
After putting down his backpack on the floor, he looked around and noticed Anderson sitting not far
away, holding something in his hand that looked like a handheld gaming device, seemingly very
interesting.
He shouted at Anderson, "Hey, you!"
Anderson heard him but ignored him.
So, Westbrook shouted again, "Hey, I''m talking to you! What are you ying with? Give it to me to y.
Otherwise, I''ll make you regret it! Hey! I said hey!"
Anderson pretended not to hear, apparently the Saunders family''s children had no manners, truly
disgracing Uncle Felix.
Kiki felt even more dissatisfied. Westbrook was blocking her from being next to Anderson, and she was
already unhappy.
Hearing Westbrook''s disrespectful words towards Anderson, Kiki stood with her hands on her hips,
pointing at Westbrook, "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to him like that. He''s the most
powerful person in our ss! His name is Anderson, not hey, got it?"
Anderson was speechless. Kiki was truly silly. Why did she have to tell Westbrook his name?
Westbrook nced at Kiki, and something clicked in his mind. He realized that Kiki always helped
Anderson. Could it be that she liked Anderson? Hmph, if he dealt with Anderson, then Kiki would be
his.
Seeing that Anderson ignored him, Westbrook became annoyed and stood up, ready to confront
Anderson. However, before he could throw a punch, his chair suddenly tipped over, and he fell
backward,nding on the floor with a thud.
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"Ouch!" Westbrook cried out in pain. "Anderson, you bastard, how dare you kick my chair!"
He jumped up from the floor, about to rush forward and fight Anderson, but suddenly, Anderson raised
his hand and swiftly threw a round object that hit Westbrook on the forehead. At home, Mommy had
taught him some tricks and techniques with darts. Now, he no longer needed a slingshot and could
attack freely at close range.
The projectile was specially made, with a liquid contained within a filmyer. At high speeds, it left no
trace, and the film instantly burst, turning the projectile into water, leaving no evidence of his actions.
Westbrook cried out in pain as he held his forehead. "It hurts!" Sticky liquid flowed out, and when
Westbrook moved his hand, he saw blood in his palm. He was so frightened that his eyes rolled back,
and he fainted on the spot.
Ms. Zhang finally noticed what had happened at the back of the ssroom and hurried over. She saw
Westbrook lying on the floor, his forehead bleeding, but she had no idea what had caused the injury.
She quickly picked up Westbrook and took him to the infirmary.
Anderson lowered his head and continued working on his Trojan program. The world had finally
be peaceful once again.