Chapter 243
"Ms Page ended up being really sweet to me. She treated me like your mom treats you. She said I
was a clever and adorable little girl," Phoebe said with satisfaction.
Ines gave her a sideways nce, "And that''s something to be proud of? Don''t all parents tter
other people''s children just to make themselves feel better? But deep down, they love their own kids
the most."
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"I can win over adults. That''s my talent, get it?" Phoebe said nonchntly.
Ines was left speechless and continued asking about their past. Phoebe thought for a bit and said
seriously: "Maybe because of some things you''ve been through, you''ve be more reserved.
The old you weren''t as enthusiastic as me, but you were a naughty kid. You''d often annoy Hunter,
but you knew how to sweet-talk him. I remember there was a time when you had a crush."
"A crush? How''s that possible?" Ines looked at Phoebe doubtfully, questioning the validity of her
words. Phoebe winked, "Alright, maybe not a crush. When we were about thirteen, a boy had a
thing for you. He wrote you a love letter and gave you a box of choctes. You didn''t tell me who
gave you the choctes. You said that as long as there''s something to eat, it''s all good. We ate the
choctes together. Then you quietly put the love letter on Hunter''s desk and left a note saying that
someone was deliberately disturbing your studies." Phoebeughed as she reminisced about the
past, "As expected, Hunter was pissed and went straight to our head teacher toin. The
teacher ended up scolding the boy. I heard that the boy got in trouble at home and might have even
been beaten. He didn''te to school for several days. No one ever dared to mess with you after
that."
"Who was the unlucky kid?" Ines touched her nose.
"It was Aiden. You felt a bit guiltyter and started to treat him a bit better."
Ines had an epiphany, so that''s how her rtionship with Aiden started, "Seems like I was quite a
tyrant back then." "The more tyrannical part cameter, when we were in the first year of high
school. A new math teacher joined our ss. He wasn''t experienced enough and often couldn''t
answer your questions. You got angry, wrote a petition to change the teacher, and even got the
whole ss to sign it. This ended up with the principal, and you sessfully got the new teacher
out. He left in tears. The school reced him with an experienced teacher, whom you discreetly
gave a gift with a note that said, ''Dear teacher, if you don''t perform well, you''ll be the next one to
leave in tears. Be careful.''"
"Haha," Ines couldn''t help butugh, looking at Phoebe, she said: "Stop making things up. There''s
no way I did that. I wouldn''t do something like that."
"That''s nothing. There was another time when you saw a bonfire party on TV and thought it was
fun. You deliberately walked up to the most rebellious boy in our ss while watching it on your
tablet, mumbling about how the northeast corner of our school was perfect for a bonfire party. How
exciting it would be to have such an eventte at night. Your casual tone and demeanour almost
made meugh out loud."
Ines was interested in what happened next, "And then?" "It went exactly as you nned. That boy
loved causing trouble, and of course, he wouldn''t miss this opportunity. He started to rally everyone.
At that time in A City, such events weren''t popr. Everyone said they wanted to go, only you
insisted we couldn''t because the school didn''t allow fire. But in the end, they dragged you along. We
all had a barbecue, sang and danced around the bonfire. After you had your fill, you quietly texted
to the teacher. As a result, half of the ss got called in by their parents, except for us. During the
parent''s meeting, the teacher even praised us." "Actually, you were the one who secretly told the
teacher and made her promise not to tell. You''re so cunning. You wanted to have fun but let so
many people take the me for you. I thought to myself then. I want to be her friend for life,
definitely not her enemy, or else I''ll get screwed over."
"It sounds like I was really cunning. I feel like a little tyrant." Ines couldn''t help but exim. Was the
cunning person that Phoebe described really her? Phoebe looked quite pleased, "Don''t you think
that''s very you? Otherwise, how could you have tricked your blind dates? That''s because you were
used to doing these things since you were little. Even after losing your memory, you could still pull it
off. Fundamentally, you''re still cunning, no better than me. That''s why we became good friends."
Ines smiled faintly. She wished she could remember those days.
"But your father found out about this. Hunter knew it was you after the parent meeting, because
you''ve asked him more than once to take you to such an event. The teacher even mentioned you. It
was obviously not normal."
Ines was curious about her father''s reaction, "So, did I get a beating?" Phoebe waved her hand, "Of
course not. Hunter was very pleased. He even said you had potential and he should nurture you.
The next day he put everything aside, and took you and Ms Page to the western area to attend a
real bonfire party. You were very smug when you came back and called mete at night to tell me
about it. I was so sleepy then, I really wished you''d go to sleep. You talk too much."
Ines couldn''t help butugh, it seemed that her personality was spoiled by her father. Most parents
would have given a naughty child like her a good beating.
"You did so many things like this. I don''t want to continue. I''ll save them to tell my godsonster. Let
them know about their mother''s dark history."
Ines looked at Phoebe seriously, "Don''t tell them. You''ll spoil them."
Phoebe pondered for a moment, then pointed to Ines''s belly and said, "Do you think with the bad
kid genes from you and Mr Meyer, your kid even needs to learn how to be like that? It''s already in
their DNA. No extra training needed." Hearing this, Ines also raised her hand to gently stroke her
belly, her face beaming with happiness.