Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1772: Older Than You

Chapter 1772: Older Than You

Kiki quietly asked Anderson, "Hey, Westbrook, is this the same Saunders family that I know?" Anderson replied wordlessly, "How would I know which Saunders family you're talking about?"

"Oh, it's that one, right?" Kiki couldn't remember how to phrase it.

"That one? Which one is that?" Anderson glanced at her disdainfully and muttered, "What an idiot."

In reality, he knew that the Saunders family referred to Felix's family, with whom his father had a close relationship.

Kiki slumped in her seat, pouting. Anderson's disdainful look made her even more dissatisfied.

After Ms. Zhang finished introducing Westbrook, she told him, "Alright, for today, you can sit in the back. Tomorrow, I'll rearrange the seating."

Westbrook nodded and happily bounced to the back. There was an empty seat between Anderson and Kiki.

That was intentionally left by Anderson to keep his distance from Kiki. He didn't like others getting close to him.

Westbrook came over and, seeing the empty seat, sat down. For a period of time, he hadn't attended kindergarten and staying at home was boring. Teasing the maids all day was also not fun. He wanted to play at school where there were other children to bully.

After putting down his backpack on the floor, he looked around and noticed Anderson sitting not far away, holding something in his hand that looked like a handheld gaming device, seemingly very interesting. He shouted at Anderson, "Hey, you!"

Anderson heard him but ignored him.

So, Westbrook shouted again, "Hey, I'm talking to you! What are you playing with? Give it to me to play. Otherwise, I'll make you regret it! Hey! I said hey!"

Anderson pretended not to hear, apparently the Saunders family's children had no manners, truly disgracing Uncle Felix.

Kiki felt even more dissatisfied. Westbrook was blocking her from being next to Anderson, and she was already unhappy.

Hearing Westbrook's disrespectful words towards Anderson, Kiki stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at Westbrook, "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to him like that. He's the most powerful person in our class! His name is Anderson, not hey, got it?"

Anderson was speechless. Kiki was truly silly. Why did she have to tell Westbrook his name?

Westbrook glanced at Kiki, and something clicked in his mind. He realized that Kiki always helped Anderson. Could it be that she liked Anderson? Hmph, if he dealt with Anderson, then Kiki would be his. Seeing that Anderson ignored him, Westbrook became annoyed and stood up, ready to confront Anderson. However, before he could throw a punch, his chair suddenly tipped over, and he fell backward, landing on the floor with a thud.

"Ouch!" Westbrook cried out in pain. "Anderson, you bastard, how dare you kick my chair!"

He jumped up from the floor, about to rush forward and fight Anderson, but suddenly, Anderson raised his hand and swiftly threw a round object that hit Westbrook on the forehead. At home, Mommy had taught him some tricks and techniques with darts. Now, he no longer needed a slingshot and could attack freely at close range.

The projectile was specially made, with a liquid contained within a film layer. At high speeds, it left no trace, and the film instantly burst, turning the projectile into water, leaving no evidence of his actions. Westbrook cried out in pain as he held his forehead. "It hurts!" Sticky liquid flowed out, and when Westbrook moved his hand, he saw blood in his palm. He was so frightened that his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

Ms. Zhang finally noticed what had happened at the back of the classroom and hurried over. She saw Westbrook lying on the floor, his forehead bleeding, but she had no idea what had caused the injury. She quickly picked up Westbrook and took him to the infirmary.

Anderson lowered his head and continued working on his Trojan program. The world had finally become peaceful once again.

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