The Killer Queen's Rebirth

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wooden rod from the nearby desk

bit

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ed backward, crashi

balance before her son collided with h

, her bones

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ted loudly and quickly called on a few cla

at his previous words, “Yveria, how dare

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ly moved and squeeze

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to fail at the v

irited rhythm played

lty and students‘ assembly, a reminder

the knowledge in her mind, and walked o

square was filled with

le–aged vice principal with gray hair and dressed in

struggled to stay engaged until the student represe

well–defined features. He wore a black and white British–style sc

w grew restless, with the girl

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en if there was no Derick, yo

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,” everyone instinctively

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more beautiful a

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w is forever t

und of footsteps could be he

Joseph, with Mirand

interrupting Derick’s speech. The te

oach them, showing concern in his tone.

ool, and as a vice principal, he coul

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ce principal w

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coldly and loo

us just because she has the Simon family backing

of the past few decades, the Score family I marrie

core family certainly sur

rick, how does your family educate your daughter–in–

ed in an uproar

try bumpkin had beaten the arrogant

true

rick frowned, instin

nd swollen face, “Would my mom

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e countryside and lacks manne

d forgive Yveria after she beat me and my son? Derick, you no lon

drastically changed. “Mrs. Score, don’t get me wrong. I will make sur

came shrill. “None of you will have a g

to the microphone and called out, “Yve

ay for Yveria, exposing her to

ia’s transformation in appearan