Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 1125

Emma did not believe it and walked around the road a few times. Finally, she found the man who had run into her before by the trash can.

The man's face was covered with blood, and he was lying unconscious in the garbage.

"Gosh. What's wrong with him?" Bart pretended to be surprised.

Emma looked back at her and warned, "Bart, don't even think about going out."

Bart rolled her eyes.

Since every time Bart went to a school, she would leave a record of beating people, Emma had helped her transfer to another school several times. Later, Emma even had to hire a teacher who had learned martial arts and required him to fight back against Bart if she continue to look for trouble.

And then ... That male teacher was beaten up by Bart.

Bart had been notorious throughout City Y, City Q, as well as several other schools in Happisland City. So Emma simply sent her abroad directly. Out of sight, out of mind.

After all, Bart was good at fighting. Emma was not afraid of her suffering abroad.

While Bart had only studied abroad for two years. The reason for her return was still fighting.

Later, Deon simply built a problematic youth school in City Q. Only then did Bart finally find a "home". At the very least, she would not be expelled from this school because of fighting.

But Bart found it very boring staying in this school. It was boring both in class and with the other students, who were even more troublesome than she did. Some of them had explosive disorders, some were hyperactive, and some would even talk to themselves. In short, there were lots of abnormal people in this school.

Bart began to skip class. She used to get good grades, but after skipping class a few times, her grades had completely fallen.

Her deskmate changed one after another, and every one of them wouldn't stay long beside her, because Bart had a lot of bad habits and liked to sleep on other people's desks. At the same time, she also liked to put her things in her deskmates' drawers.

During the first year of high school, a male classmate was assigned to sit beside her. The teacher said that he had heart disease and thus he could neither attend physical education class nor have fierce quarrels with others. Therefore, the teacher had specially warned Bart not to hit him.

Hearing that, Bart had rolled her eyes at her seat.

Meantime as her gaze swept across the male classmate's face, she couldn't help but think that compare to Kaden, the arrogant and stupid guy in Bart's eyes, the male classmate was much quieter and more acceptable.

The classes in the first year of high school were not as tense as that in the third year. Many students would secretly eat snacks and watched comics as well as play games in class. This day, because it was raining outside, Bart didn't skip class as she always did. She sat quietly in her seat with her eyes looking at the blackboard, her mind wandering.

Deon hadn't been in good health recently. Korbin and Roger had taken turns to take care of him. A lot of affairs had piled up and Haiden had to deal with them. Fortunately, Haiden could now take care of all the important things, unlike his two uncles who loved to deal with problems with violence.

Haiden was six years older than Bart. When Bart was in kindergarten, he had already learned to help his family deal with simple things. When Bart was in first grade, Haiden had already learned to make accounts and read financial reports.

In Bart's memories, Haiden had always been calm like an adult. She had thought that when she got along with Haiden, they wouldn't get along well with each other. However, Haiden was very sensible and always gave in to her. No matter what she wanted, he would just give it to her.

Read what?

Bart looked around blankly.

It was an English class.

The blackboard was filled with English, on which there was a paragraph. Bart wondered if it was the content that the teacher asked her to read.

Bart was about to say something when she saw her deskmate lift his arm and gently move his book to her desk, pointing to a line of English.

"You're like a sun, gave me the great semi-decadent people hope." Bart stared at his finger and read out the English sentence softly.

The teacher nodded. "What does this sentence mean?"

"You're like a ray of sunlight, give me..." Just as Bart was hesitating, her deskmate had quickly written the meaning. "His handwriting is so beautiful!" Bart thought.

"You are like a ray of sunlight, giving me, a half-decadent person, great hope," Bart read it out.

The teacher praised and took the lead to applaud. Although there were not many people listening to the class, the other students would be excited when they met applause. Thus the applause was thunderous.