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.