Chapter 1470 Girls'' Fight (Part One)
"It was alright, Mom. Thank you for your concern," Michelle answered politely. Michelle saw Cynthia as
a graceful and elegantdy, from a world very different from hers.
"Come on, Michelle. You don''t have to be so formal with me. Have fun and be safe," Cynthia urged.
She had never looked down on Michelle because of her humble background. She strongly believed
that Edward and Luke didn''t need to marry women from rich backgrounds, but they needed women
who were strong enough to stand by their side at all times.
"Don''t worry, Mom. I will," said Michelle obediently. Though Jonathan and Cynthia always treated Luke
as their own son, it still wouldn''t change the fact that Luke was an adopted son. He treated the
members of the Mu family with utmost respect. And as Luke''s wife, Michelle also made sure to be the
same.
"You must be tired. Get some rest. Bye!" said Cynthia. She felt that Michelle was being too polite to her.
Michelle talked to her as if she were talking to her boss, and not her mother-inw. Cynthia decided
that she needed to have a long talk with Michelle when she returned.
"Okay, Mom. Bye!" Michelle hung up and heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Michelle, why were you being so polite to your mom?" Hilda asked, confused. She didn''t understand
why Michelle was being so formal to her mother.
"Oh, my mom is a distant, austere person. Never mind. Let''s go buy our swimsuits," Michelle said, as
she took out her wallet and walked out of the room with Hilda. Erin was at the hot spring too, but
Michelle decided to ignore her and have fun in the hot waters.
"Michelle, are you really going to buy me one too? It''s rather expensive here. I heard it goes upto
dozens of dors. And that price is dozens of times higher than the ones we get at the mall. But they
said that the quality is better here," Hilda talked endlessly. Michelle rolled her eyes and ignored her
"Oh my god! Why are you here, fatty? Are you here to buy a swimsuit? But I don''t think you can get into
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any of them," Erin taunted, giggling.
"Well, at least she has an original face, unlike someone who has had countless cosmetic surgeries,"
Michelle sneered back. As a gang member, she would, by no means, swallow insult and humiliation
silently. As the saying goes, "We will not attack unless we are attacked; if we are attacked, we will
certainly counterattack." She was never one to be bullied. And Luke was not around, so she didn''t have
to feign innocence.
"What did you just say? I haven''t had any cosmetic surgery!" Erin yelled, angry and red-faced. It had
never urred to her that Michelle would see through her.
"Oh? Then why are you so pissed off?" Michelle asked casually as she rested her hands in her
pockets. She liked wearing boy''s clothes, and she looked rather roguish in them.
"You..." Erin was too furious to utter a single sentence. There were some boys around who were buying
swimming trunks nearby. Most importantly, the boy whom Erin loved was also there. She had been
pursuing him for a whole semester, but he hadn''t even cast a nce at her. She was really frustrated
by his avoidance.
Bradley He stole a nce at Michelle. He had apletely different opinion of her now. He had
thought that she was an arrogant girl like Erin, because she had gotten into the ss through the back
door. But it looked like he had misunderstood her.
Michelle chose a conservative swimsuit for herself, because she wanted to conceal the scars and the
tattoos on her body. She figured it would be inappropriate to show them out in front of the other
students.
Hilda also chose a simple one because of her over-sized body. But her swimsuit revealed much more
than Michelle''s.
"Michelle, I noticed our school hunk stealing a nce at you earlier. You think he has a thing for you?"
Hilda said in a whisper. Excitement was written all over her face.
"School hunk? Who are you talking about?" Michelle asked casually. She only knew that Erin was their
school belle.
"What?! You don''t know? Bradley He! Everybody knows him. He is a very talented painter and a
straight A student. But most importantly, he is so freaking handsome!" Hilda said, her face flushing
crimson. Every girl had her Prince Charming, and Bradley He was hers.
"I don''t know him," Michelle answered indifferently. She was already married to Luke, so she never paid
any attention to the boys in the ss. Plus, the boys in the ss were always trying to flirt with Erin,
except Bradley He.
"Really? Are you kidding me? Haven''t you noticed all the girls whoe to our ssroom during
breaks? Theye to our ss to get close to Bradley. He, however, is too aloof to be interested in
anyone." Hilda''s expression amused Michelle.
"So, you have a thing for him as well?" Michelle asked smiling.
"I do. But there''s no way that he will fall in love with a girl like me," Hilda said, dejected. She had no
self-confidence because of her figure and her humble family background.
"Don''t say that. Who knows, he might just fall for you some day," Michelle said reassuringly. She didn''t
say that just for the sake of it; she really meant it. Hilda was such a sweet girl, anyone would be lucky
to have her.
Hilda shook her head slightly and smiled. She knew that Michelle was just being kind to her.
Michelle had no interest in the so-called school hunk, for she gave all her attention to Luke. Luke, on
the other hand, showed no interest in her at all. He had said that he didn''t need her love, which had
made her really downhearted.