Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

I you're not enough

"Thank you, Daddy." Klara nodded slightly, paid no more attention to anyone, and got up to exit the

main room.

With Isobel's reluctant assistance, the room was quickly put in order.

Klara moved into Polly's room, while Polly was squeezed into the guest room by the corner.

Polly was furious and threw everything she could on the floor.

"Polly, what are you throwing a tantrum for!" Isobel stepped into the room and saw the mess, her face

suddenly turned ugly, "It's the middle of the night, so much noise, you'll be satisfied if your father comes

here!"

"Mom!" Polly saw her mother and could not hold back her long-standing grievances, hugging Isobel

and crying out, "That little bitch did it on purpose! She has no right to take over my room! She's not

qualified for that!"

Isobel's face could not help but change unpredictably.

"This Klara wouldn't dare to treat us like this before." Isobel frowned tightly, "Is it hard to say that she is

pretending to be crazy and stupid?"

"I don't care if she's really stupid or not!" Polly gritted her teeth, "Mom, I don't care, I don't want to marry

Kaleb!"

"What are you talking about?" Isobel couldn't believe it, "You don't want to marry Kaleb, do you?"

"That's because I've never met a man like Mr. Davidson!" Polly looked resigned, "Kaleb is no match for

Mr. Davidson!"

Polly used to like Kaleb, after all, Kaleb's looks and family background were considered excellent, so of

course she had to hold on to him.

But when she met Stanley at the engagement party today, Polly realized that there was a huge

difference.

When Kaleb stood next to Stanley, it was the contrast between an ant and an elephant. Compared to

Stanley's nobility, Kaleb is out of her league!

How can she willingly stay with Kaleb?

"But ......" Isobel heard this but hesitated, "the engagement party has been done, you then reneged

how to let me to the Khan Family account?"

"It's just an engagement party, it's not a wedding, just return it." Polly didn't care, "I don't care, I want to

marry Mr. Davidson, who cares about the Khan Family now!"

Stanley is the object of Polly's previous thoughts, but today it has all become different.

Why could even a fool like Klara get into Mr. Davidson's eyes, when she, Polly, was so much better

than her?

Thinking of this, Polly felt even more resigned and cried, pulling Isobel's sleeve, "Mom, you must help

your daughter, you don't want that fool to marry better than your daughter, do you?"

Isobel's heart was swayed, in the final analysis her daughter could not be worse than that fool, "Okay,

leave this to mom, you go to bed early."

Polly nodded happily when she saw her mother agree, and after seeing Isobel off, she began to look

around the room.

The room was spacious and bright, but she was not happy about it!

Klara, that bitch, since she dared to rob her own things, she should pay for everything.

Polly thought with hatred, her eyes suddenly caught sight of something on the table, and a cold smile

curled her lips.

"Humph! Robbing me." She picked the photo up, and a look of indignation crossed her eyes, "Wait for

me!"

The next day, Klara went to school at Oakleaf College.

Oakleaf College is the most famous college in Qing Mainland, and many of them are the descendants

of dignitaries.

This body is already 18 or 9 years old, but because of her bad brain and never passing the

achievement test, she has been stuck in the same class as Polly.

Klara arrived at the academy by car and walked to her class according to her memory from her

previous life.

Somehow, as she walked through the academy, she felt that people around her were pointing at her

and whispering to the people next to her, with some ridicule and dislike in their eyes.

Klara frowned lightly.

In her memory, the original owner was always silent in the academy because of her clumsy mind, and

most of her classmates used to ignore her, but today she was suddenly pointed at her.

Klara walked into the class with some confusion. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

The classroom, which had been lively and noisy, suddenly fell silent when Klara pushed the door in.

Klara didn't care and sat down in the corner seat when those whispers with malicious intent burrowed

into her ears -

"Eh, did you see the school's forum? There's a picture of a poster on it, I really didn't expect it, Klara is

usually silly, I can't see that she would do such a shameless thing!"

"Cut, there is a saying how to say, called people can not look, don't look at her like this, seduce men,

that can be fine it."

"Oh disgusting, what a shameless hook, really!"

"Let's stay away from her, in case we dirty our reputation, it's not good."

Hearing these comments, Klara looked over towards those people, and her sharp eyes silenced them.

She opened her phone and found the school's forum according to her original body's memory.

She saw that she had now become the 'most popular person' on the school's forum.

The front page of the forum was the pictures she took after being drugged that day, almost all of them

were posted on it without missing a beat.

"Polly is really going to a lot of trouble to make her feel bad." Klara thought darkly.

One of the girls was a little ashamed that she would be afraid of a fool's stare, "Fool, what's with the

stare, I didn't think you could do anything."

The person next to her followed.

"That's what I'm talking about."

"Right."

"What a thick skin too, to have the face to come to school after doing something like that, tsk."

Klara ignored the ridicule and sarcasm of her classmates and thought to herself, "Polly, she's really

forgetting her scars, she just taught her a lesson yesterday and now she's proud of it again?

Just as she put her phone away, she heard a sudden snap on the table, and a person's hand slapped

on the table.

Klara looked up and saw a tall boy with disgust written all over his face standing in front of him.

Klara had a hard time remembering in her head that he was her classmate named Brody Bailey, a

veritable playboy, who had been in school for several years and had wrecked many girls, hooking up all

day in the college.

"Klara," Brody looked at Klara with a raised eyebrow, smiling with a frivolous face, "I heard that you are

hooking up with some wild men outside, are you already thirsty to this extent? Why bother looking far

away, why don't you consider me?"

Brody's looks alone are quite passable, but the problem lies in his small eyes. His eyes were looking

back and forth at Klara's body impeccably.

Hearing Brody's explicit flirtation, several male students in the class even whistled and looked at the

two of them.

Klara, expressionless, as if the matter had nothing to do with her, raised her head and looked at Brody

indifferently, "Oh? Are you talking about you?"