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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities
Chapter 255 - Claire, Come To The Stage To Receive The AwardChapter 255: Claire, Come To The Stage To Receive The Award
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the end, no one bid on the meteorite fragment.
But undoubtedly, tonight’s king must be it.
The auction was gradually coming to an end, and the principal came to the stage and announced the most precious donated item tonight.
The answer was self-evident.
“Yes, you guessed it right. It’s this meteorite that was discovered a hundred years ago!”
Everyone was surprised and curious.
“Wow…”
“Who the hell is the donor?”
“Is it Hunter Johnson? It must be Hunter!”
Phoebe clenched the corner of her clothes, very disappointed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAda was disappointed too. She even donated such an expensive necklace but got nothing in the end!
She was waiting to see who the hell donated this meteorite!
The principal flipped through the roster, smiled, and said word by word, “This meteorite was donated by Claire Smith. Let us congratulate her!”
The audience was silent.
After a long period of silence, the whole place suddenly boiled.
The exclamation of the crowd almost overturned the entire central building.
Countless surprised and questioning gazes fell on Claire.
“How could it be her…”
“How is it possible? Where did she get this meteorite from?”
“Didn’t she grow up in a village? Even if she bought it, she didn’t have the money, right?”
The hall was full of discussion sounds.
Phoebe and Ada looked at each other, their faces pale and their minds messed up.
This was a meteorite fragment from a hundred years ago, a priceless treasure, extremely precious, but it was actually owned by Claire.
They were guessing who the donor was just now.
But no one could have guessed that the person was Claire.
Phoebe bit her lip.
Claire… Claire again!
She always stole her thunder, always!
Derek and Joe came to Claire at the same time.
“Claire, is it really you?”
“Where did you get it? That’s awesome!”
“Hell, Big Sister Claire always surprises me. I admire you!”
The principal continued. “Claire, please come to the stage to receive the award.”
This sound brought everyone back to their senses.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUnder the spotlight, Claire got up and walked onto the stage unhurriedly. The lights tilted down on her. She was slender and slim, her legs were thin and long, and her beautiful and indifferent face was expressionless. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking stunningly gorgeous.
Everyone was amazed by her beauty in an instant.
The principal handed her the certificate and thanked her for her contribution to the cause.Then, he personally wrote her name in the school’s annals.
Hunter raised his eyes lightly, staring coldly at the girl on the stage. In a daze, something flashed across his heart. It was a strange and inexplicable feeling, and his heart suddenly thumped.
He looked away distractedly.
Claire stepped down with the certificate. Phoebe’s eyes turned bloodshot jealousy. This certificate should have belonged to her, but Claire stole it!
When the charity dinner was over, it was already late at night.
Derek was still asking Claire about the meteorite.
Hunter got in the car first without waiting for him.
At this moment, the car window was knocked, and Hunter turned his head and saw a sweet smiling face.
Phoebe smiled and said softly, “Mr. Johnson, long time no see. Do you remember me?”
Hunter looked at her indifferently. “No.”
Phoebe’s face was slightly stiff.
No matter when he was an idiot or normal, he always had held no impression of her!
It didn’t matter. She still had a chance.
Thinking of this, Phoebe smiled sweeter.. “Mr. Johnson, may I have a talk with you alone?”