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Chapter 244 - Apologize To Becky



Chapter 244: Apologize To Becky

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Yeah.” James nodded.

Derek exclaimed, opened his arms, and hugged James.


This time, James didn’t push him away.

Derek put his head on his shoulder and pursed his lips. “Mr. Walker, kiss me…”

James pushed the boy’s lips back with his finger. “No.”

Derek frowned, looking unhappy. “Why?”


James looked at him with a smile. “Kissing is a reward, and you’ll only get it when you perform well.”

“Huh?” Derek curled her lips. “Am I not performing well?”

“No.”

“Mr. Walker is so ruthless, alas~”


James patted his head, and the touch was as soft as a blanket. “In the future, every time your ranking moves up one place in the monthly exam, there will be a kiss.”

“…”

Falling in love with a teacher turned out to be like this.

Derek blinked. “What if I can get into the top ten in the school?”

James was a little surprised and thought for a moment.

“If you can get into the top ten, there will be a grand prize.”



Xia Bei’s eyes were shining, and he asked eagerly. “What award?”

James evoked a slight smile. “I can’t tell you now.”

Derek’s head drooped again.

The young man wrapped his arms tightly around James as if fearing that he would run away and rubbed his head against James.

“Mr. Walker smells so good…”

Half an hour later.

James tilted his head to look at the street lamp outside the window and said helplessly, “Can you let go?”

Derek still hung on him. “No, no, not enough yet!”


“It’s getting late. It’s time to go home.”

Derek raised his head, pressed it to James’s ear, and asked seductively. “Can I… go to your home, Mr. Walker?”

James tilted his head to dodge, put his hand against his head, and said with a smile, “Don’t go too far.”

“Alright…”

James sent Derek to the Johnsons’ house.

After getting out of the car, Derek waved to him. “Mr. Walker, see you tomorrow!”

James smiled and drove the car away.

When Derek entered the house, Hunter came down from the second floor and glanced at Derek, and his voice was cold.

“It’s so late. Who sent you back?”


“Humph!” Derek grabbed his school bag and rushed upstairs.

Since the last quarrel, Derek had decided to ignore Hunter, this scumbag!

Late at night, the Smiths’ villa.

Allen was speaking on the phone in the study, and his voice sounded fawning and apologetic.


“I’m really sorry. My daughter was too unreasonable. I have already scolded her. OK, OK, no problem…”

Phoebe was sitting in the living room, clenching her hands and feeling uneasy.

Not long after, Allen went downstairs and said with a black face, “We’ll meet the Collins for dinner tomorrow. Apologize to Becky Collins and ask her to forgive you. Did you hear me?!”

Phoebe shivered in fright and her tears fell again.

The next day, early in the morning.

Allen and Ada took Phoebe and went to the restaurant they had agreed upon.

Mrs. Collins and Becky were already sitting in their seats.

Because of the quarrel in the principal’s office last time, Mrs. Collins wasn’t quite kind to Ada.

After taking his seat, Allen said, “Phoebe was in the wrong in this matter. Phoebe, apologize to Becky!”

Phoebe lowered her head, clenched the corner of her clothes, and didn’t say anything.

Allen’s face darkened and he snapped. “Phoebe! Did you hear me?!”

A sense of humiliation welled up in her heart. Phoebe’s eyes reddened instantly, but she had to hold back her tears and choked. “I… I’m sorry.”

On the opposite side, Becky snorted coldly.

Allen smiled and asked. “So… is this alright?”

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