After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 81 - 067: Is Little Chloe Scared? (Part 1) _2

Chapter 81: Chapter 067: Is Little Chloe Scared? (Part 1) _2

She sat there in a daze.

Looking blank and foolish, like an idiot.

"The middle school exam is coming up soon, are you confident?"

Someone was talking above her head.

Chloe looked up and saw an uneasy Mason Sullivan.

"Ahem, I’m talking to you."

"Hmm."

"What do you mean ’hmm’? I’m asking you if you’re confident?"

"Hmm."

"..."

Alright, interrupting her.

Franklin Walter, holding a test paper, walked over to Mason, "You seem quite free lately."

"..."

"Let’s discuss it together."

"..."

He wasn’t actually free.

Oliver Gordon glanced at the girl over there, his expression somewhat gloomy.

Chloe turned her head to look at the door.

The man standing at the door took a breath and walked towards her, "Cousin, come here for a moment."

Chloe was pulled away.

The people in the class exchanged glances. The boy just now was Chloe’s cousin, who was said to have good grades and was a straight-A student.

"What’s the matter?"

"Take a look at your mobile phone."

Hans Foster didn’t have a mobile phone, he saw the trending topic on his classmate’s phone.

Chloe’s mobile phone was snatched away as soon as she took it out. She opened Weibo and scrolled to the video inside.

"This is my cousin, right? Cousin, do you know how horrifying William Coleman’s fans are?"

"It’s me."

"Cousin, did you take his ribbon? There are so many fans of his in our class. These fans will do anything when they go crazy."

Chloe glanced at Hans, who was worried about her, took back her phone and turned to return to the classroom.

"Cousin?"

Seeing Chloe not taking it seriously, Hans wanted to rush up to shake her awake, but at that moment the bell rang.

He could only turn around and run back into the classroom.

*

Songshan Hospital.

The people guarding the ward were all asleep.

The girl on the bed sat up.

Reaching out, she sprinkled something on their bodies, and they fell into a deep sleep again.

On the rooftop

Madison Webb pushed open the door, and the man standing in front of her immediately stepped forward.

"Check my condition."

The black-robed man in front of her reached out and touched her forehead, his brow furrowed, "You broke the potion bottle and inhaled it yourself. Someone also altered its function. Who exactly did you encounter?"

Madison had no impression at all.

She shook her head.

"I asked you to come because I’m not sure. My body is indeed recovering rapidly, but there is something wrong with the medicine you gave me," Madison pressed her chest, "After using the medicine, I always feel suffocated in my chest, and I experience a feeling of suffocation when I lie down at night."

"If you suspect that there is a problem with our medicine, you can stop taking it."

The black-robed man was only curious about what had happened to her but would not solve this problem for her.

Madison knew she was being ignored by his reaction, "If I die, you won’t get your opponent’s information either."

The black-robed man snorted coldly, "It seems you know exactly where your value lies."

Madison’s face turned pale, "So before that, you have to find a way to help me recover my memory."

Otherwise, they would also fall into an unknown fear.

The other party wasn’t angry, just sneering.

*

After the evening self-study period.

Yvette Foster called Chloe to say she would pick her up.

Chloe refused.

Walking down the dark alley, several figures followed behind.

Among ordinary people, the agility of these figures was indeed impressive.

Chloe turned around and stared at the people hiding in the dark.

"She spotted us."

Someone spoke, and several dark shadows emerged.

The leader was expressionless, "You took Davin’s ribbon. Hand it over now, and we might just forgive you."

"What’s the point of wasting words with her, just a thief," someone from behind reached out and grabbed Chloe’s collar.

The girl stood in the shadows ahead, her head tilted slightly, her eyes piercing through everything, causing shivers down one’s spine.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two sounds rang out, one after the other.

A tall figure appeared from behind several people.

A cigarette hung from his mouth, not lit yet.

Holding one person’s hair, he threw him to the side.

The girl pursed her lips and stood there, watching the man who suddenly appeared.

"Slap!"

The man slapped another person’s head with one hand, using such force that it sent him spinning twice before hitting the wall.

The tall figure stood in front of her, his black eyes staring at her, as deep as the stars in the night sky.

"Scared silly again? Little Chloe always runs into such troubles. Being too pretty at such a young age isn’t a good thing."

Chloe’s lips pressed tight.

Who knew who was truly more beautiful.

"What are you doing here?"

"I followed Little Chloe."

"You’re a peeping tom."

The expressionless statement was a bit...cute.

Len Hawthorne grinned, "Is Little Chloe scared?"

"Don’t watch me when I’m taking a shower."

"..."

He really didn’t have that hobby.

Len stroked his forehead and pointed at her phone.

Chloe instantly understood.

"You planted a locator."

Len nodded, "Otherwise, how can I peep on Little Chloe?"

His tone was very unserious.

"What do you want from me?"

Chloe didn’t have the patience to flirt with him either.

Len stretched out his hand and picked up a strand of hair from her head, curling it around his slender fingers.

A tuft of hair stood up on her head.

He squinted his eyes with a smile, "Didn’t I say, I’m peeping."

She was seriously asking him.

Chloe turned around and tried to leave.

"Little Chloe, why are you so impatient?"

Her hand was held.

Len looked up at the tuft of hair that he had combed on her head and could not help but comb it up again.

"I’d like to see your grandfather and have a private chat."

Chloe looked up at him.

Under Len’s puzzled gaze, she suddenly said, "You have quite the heavy taste."

"..."

Well, Little Chloe, you seem to have misunderstood something.

*

The next morning.

Foster Family.

Chloe suddenly appeared at the Fosters’ door, Yvonne and Wilbert Foster’s expressions were not good.

"How did you get here?"

Before Wilbert could finish, Chloe walked past him.

Chloe bypassed him and went straight in.

Wilbert’s expression changed.

Yvonne’s face was unhappy, "This mother and daughter don’t rely on the Foster family anymore, so they don’t even care about us. Even this mentally challenged one is giving us attitude. Yvette really knows how to raise a child...""

Wilbert was going out with his wife to borrow money today, and they would be visiting all the friends they could borrow from.

They had helped others in the past as well.

Now it was time for others to reciprocate.

Fred Foster saw Chloe and put down the clothes in his hand, "Why is Little Chloe back? Is your mother here too? Did she come as well?"

"No, I’m here to take you to a place."

"Your grandmother is in the hospital..."

"She won’t die."