Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 243

"Ms Page ended up being really sweet to me. She treated me like your mom treats you. She said I was a clever and adorable little girl," Phoebe said with satisfaction.

Ines gave her a sideways glance, "And that's something to be proud of? Don't all parents flatter other people's children just to make themselves feel better? But deep down, they love their own kids the most."

"I can win over adults. That's my talent, get it?" Phoebe said nonchalantly.

Ines was left speechless and continued asking about their past. Phoebe thought for a bit and said seriously: "Maybe because of some things you've been through, you've become more reserved. The old you weren't as enthusiastic as me, but you were a naughty kid. You'd often annoy Hunter, but you knew how to sweet-talk him. I remember there was a time when you had a crush."

"A crush? How's that possible?" Ines looked at Phoebe doubtfully, questioning the validity of her words. Phoebe winked, "Alright, maybe not a crush. When we were about thirteen, a boy had a thing for you. He wrote you a love letter and gave you a box of chocolates. You didn't tell me who gave you the chocolates. You said that as long as there's something to eat, it's all good. We ate the chocolates together. Then you quietly put the love letter on Hunter's desk and left a note saying that someone was deliberately disturbing your studies." Phoebe laughed as she reminisced about the past, "As expected, Hunter was pissed and went straight to our head teacher to complain. The teacher ended up scolding the boy. I heard that the boy got in trouble at home and might have even been beaten. He didn't come to school for several days. No one ever dared to mess with you after that."

"Who was the unlucky kid?" Ines touched her nose.

"It was Aiden. You felt a bit guilty later and started to treat him a bit better."

Ines had an epiphany, so that's how her relationship with Aiden started, "Seems like I was quite a tyrant back then." "The more tyrannical part came later, when we were in the first year of high school. A new math teacher joined our class. He wasn't experienced enough and often couldn't answer your questions. You got angry, wrote a petition to change the teacher, and even got the whole class to sign it. This ended up with the principal, and you successfully got the new teacher out. He left in tears. The school replaced him with an experienced teacher, whom you discreetly gave a gift with a note that said, 'Dear teacher, if you don't perform well, you'll be the next one to leave in tears. Be careful.'"

"Haha," Ines couldn't help but laugh, looking at Phoebe, she said: "Stop making things up. There's no way I did that. I wouldn't do something like that."

Ines couldn't help but laugh, it seemed that her personality was spoiled by her father. Most parents would have given a naughty child like her a good beating.

"You did so many things like this. I don't want to continue. I'll save them to tell my godsons later. Let them know about their mother's dark history."

Ines looked at Phoebe seriously, "Don't tell them. You'll spoil them."

Phoebe pondered for a moment, then pointed to Ines's belly and said, "Do you think with the bad kid genes from you and Mr Meyer, your kid even needs to learn how to be like that? It's already in their DNA. No extra training needed." Hearing this, Ines also raised her hand to gently stroke her belly, her face beaming with happiness.