The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 261 – It's Better Not To Have Such A Meeting

Web Novel The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 261 – It’s Better Not To Have Such A Meeting. If you are looking for The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 261 – It’s Better Not To Have Such A Meeting you are coming to the right place.
The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities is a Webnovel created by Listening to Poems in Twilight Snowfall.
This lightnovel is currently Ongoing.

Chapter 261: It’s Better Not To Have Such A Meeting

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

It was the police chief whom Claire had met in the charity auction. He came over, and noticed the two little girls sitting next to him. He turned his head to look, and was startled.

“Claire Smith?”

Claire raised her eyes and nodded slightly at him, looking indifferent.

The young police officer blinked. “Sir, do you know her?”

This police chief felt sorry for a long time that he didn’t get this girl’s contact information. Not expecting to meet her again, he was overjoyed.

“She is the high school girl who helped us capture the theft gang last time.”

The young police officer was shocked.

He heard from the police chief about that incident, and really wanted to meet that amazing girl. He didn’t expect that Claire turned out to be that girl!

Thinking of his impolite behavior just now, he couldn’t help but feel regretful and a little fl.u.s.tered.

The people around them started twittering.

“So it’s her…”

Dora asked curiously. “You all know about that?”

Everyone nodded. “Yes, it was on the TV news. Those thieves had been rampant for a long time. It’s great they’ve finally been captured!”

On the day of the charity auction, several reporters had come.

At this time, the police chief asked. “Why did you come to the police station? What happened?”

The young police officer laughed awkwardly and pointed at the man next to him. “This man suspects that they stole his wallet.”

The police chief froze for a moment. “Oh? Did you find out who stole it?”

“We’ve already sent someone to capture the suspect.”

At this time, Tom escorted two people in.

It was a man and a woman. The man had a crew cut and wore gray striped s.h.i.+rts, and the woman had long wavy curly hair and wore a white dress.

Tom took out a blue purse. “We found this on them. They were preparing to divide the spoils when we found them!”

“My wallet!” The man rushed forward, took back the wallet, and checked it carefully.

Fortunately, there was nothing missing.

The young police officer ran in front of the two and saw that the man had a mole under his ear and a snake tattoo on the back of his hand, and there was a stain on the hem of the woman’s dress.

His eyes almost popped out.

Claire was right!

Dora walked over to the man who was holding the wallet. She rested her hands on her hips, and said angrily, “Now the truth is out. Shouldn’t you apologize?”

Everyone looked at them.

The man looked embarra.s.sed, lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice. “I… I’m sorry…”

Dora snorted coldly. “If you don’t have any evidence, don’t slander people blindly.”

The man nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes…”

Claire stood up from the chair and took Dora’s hand. “It’s alright. We gotta go.”

“Wait a minute.” The police chief took out his cell phone and said with a smile, “It’s fate that makes us meet again. Can you give me your contact information this time?”

Claire lowered her eyes, showing no expression, and her voice was cold. “It’s better not to have such a meeting.”

“Well…” The police chief was stunned.

When he wanted to speak again, Claire had already pulled Dora away.

When they walked out of the police station, a black car stopped in front of them and Rick got out of the car.

“Rickie!” Dora threw into his arms and sobbed.

Rick asked with a dark expression. “What’s the matter?”

Dora’s voice was soft. “I’m fine now.”

Only then did Rick seem to notice the person next to Dora. He turned to look at her only to meet Claire’s scrutinizing gaze.

A cafe.

Dora was choosing cakes.

Claire sat in the corner. Her cold eyes pa.s.sed Rick who was sitting opposite, and she said slowly, “You said you are her guardian, but you don’t seem to have any relations.h.i.+p with her.”

“You don’t know her?” Rick asked.

Claire narrowed her eyes slightly.

What did this… mean? Should she know her?

Tinggalkan Komentar

Alamat email Anda tidak akan dipublikasikan.