<h4>Chapter 53: He Is Very Upset!</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions
The two of them walked up to ire and stopped.
Awakened by the movement, ire raised her head and spotted Gallon, so she grabbed his sleeves and said drowsily, “You’vee? OK, take a seat then.”
Gallon didn’t speak, and raised his chin.
At this moment, ire keenly perceived that a pair of cold eyes were staring at the back of her head.
She turned around and found that there was another man standing beside him. She raised her eyes only to see Hunter’s sullen face. He was staring at her gloomily, pursing his thin lips and trying to restrain his anger.
ire immediately sobered up.
Why was he here?
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Hunter and Gallon sat down on her either side, sandwiching her in the middle.
The three of them sported long faces, and no one spoke. The temperature suddenly dropped to zero, making people around feel like they were in an ice cer.
People sitting in front looked back at them from time to time.
“She is the long-lost daughter of the Smiths…”
“That’s her? I heard that she is unruly and underbred, hanging out with gangsters all day long. How can she be put in ss One? What if she leads other kids astray?”
“Who are the two men next to her?”
“The taller one looks familiar. He seems to be… Oh… Hunter Johnson!”
“Gosh!”
The atmosphere in the ssroom became tense in an instant, and everyone looked frightened and shrank back, wishing to move away as far as possible.
They all had heard about the deeds of this young master.
The ss teacher Mr. Wilson walked into the ssroom and told everyone to gather in the yground.
Gallon took the opportunity to drag ire aside.
“Tell me honestly, who is he?”
ire replied casually. “Hunter Johnson.”
“He is Hunter Johnson?!” Gallon’s eyes widened.
It turned out that ire was that hapless girl.
“Why did you call him over?”
ire rubbed the ce between her eyebrows, a little irritable. “I didn’t.”
“So he came uninvited?”
“Yeah.” ire put her hands in her trouser pockets. “Anyway, you can just ignore him.”
Gallon thought back to what happened just now and was a little puzzled. “Is his brain really sick? I think he looks quite normal.”
In the woods, Hunter’s face was gloomy. He stared at the two figures in the distance, and a fierce gleam shed across his deep dark eyes. He was like a beast staring at his prey, exuding a dangerous aura.
Mr. Hopkins purposely asked him. “Young Master, are you okay?”
No, he was not okay!
He was upset!
Very upset!
Super upset!
Hunter mmed a fist on the trunk beside him and roared. “He called her ‘his girl’! And she even tugged at his sleeve! She has never done that to me!”
Mr. Hopkins was a little worried that Young Master would rush over to bite the poor man.
The sports games were about to begin, and ire and Gallon walked to the yground.
Hunter nced at the tree next to him and said angrily, “It’s such an eyesore! Dig it out!”
Then, he walked quickly towards ire.
The sportspetition was conducted grade wise, and the first game was running.
On the yground, everyone was looking at ire and talking about the two men beside her.
“Both the men are so handsome! What’s their rtionship with ire?”
“I’m tempted to ask for their numbers…”
“I heard that one of them is Hunter Johnson.”
“Ah? You mean that lunatic? What a pity! He is so handsome, but… why is he apanying ire here?”
“Tell me, who is the other one?”
“I don’t know…”
On the starting line, Hunter slowly unzipped his jacket and nced at ired arrogantly. “If you can’t catch up, walk slowly behind me. I’ll get first ce for you.”