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Please Take Me Home Daddy (by Mona Surrey) novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Chapter 179

The handicraft class was about to begin.

Laura sat with other three children closest to her at a large table.

Sheryl was beside her, Little fatty and Elaine were opposite her.

She waited patiently and glanced back at Favian.

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Favian, with silver-framed glasses and pale, bloodless skin, lazily sat in the last row of chairs, crossing his long legs and holding a notebook, expressionlessly staring at her.

Like a vampire in human form.

She silently withdrew her gaze, shivering.

Every time she thought about her uncle being the principal, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Favian narrowed his eyes with great interest.

He suddenly realized that Laura, who dared to shoot and save others, ride a tiger, and even bite and beat people,

appeared to be intimidated by his role as the principal.

He seemed to be the child’s only fear.

Favian’s gaze became even deeper.

Laura felt a chill down her spine.

The notebook in this uncle’s hands must be used to record her class activities.

Winnie would definitely know the details.

Although Winnie was very kind and doting towards her, she must be very strict in certain aspects.

She had to study hard, strive to get a high score today, and not let Favian speak ill of her

Ava said, “Today we have handicraft class. Everyone has received colored paper and materials. The things you make will be displayed in the corridor after class for teachers and students to admire. The work with the most votes from the teachers will receive a small star, equivalent to a score of one hundred points. So, everyone, please make sure to give it your best, okay?”

Laura and her classmates responded together, “Okay.”

The teacher clapped her hands. “Alright, let’s begin to make your handicrafts. Everyone, use your creativity and imagination to create anything you want. You have 30 minutes in total, and in the last 10 minutes, I’ll inspect your work. You can discuss quietly, but no loud noises. Be careful not to get hurt by the scissors. Although they’re safety scissors, no one should put their hands into the blades or use them to harm others. Otherwise, you’ll be expelled from the school. Got it?”

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“Got it,” the kids replied in unison.

Elaine picked up the scissors and carefully examined it. She sneered, “This kind of scissors are made for idiots who still can’t control their hands properly, to prevent children from orphanages from hurting others.”

Laura paused her movement of picking up a stick.

Sheryl frowned. “Elaine, you know Lala comes from an orphanage, why do you keep saying such things? Are you bullying

her?”

Elaine put down the scissors and said calmly, “It’s not really bullying, I just think that those who come from the orphanage may do bad things.”

Laura didn’t deny it. She picked up the scissors expressionlessly and said, “You guessed right. When I had a handicraft

class in the orphanage, everyone was fighting with scissors. We wouldn’t stop until we saw someone bleeding or crying.”

Elaine was speechless.

Sheryl said, “Is that cool?”

Little fatty shivered. “No wonder you looked like an evil fairy on the first day of school.”

Elaine pretended to be arrogant and said, “It’s not surprising. After all, children from orphanages tend to behave like this. After all, they are not disciplined by their parents.”

Laura snipped the air with the scissors, “But I was just teasing you. Did you really believe it?”

Elaine was speechless.

Laura was expressionless and sneered in a childish tone, “I’ve noticed that you like to judge people with prejudice. Can’t you distinguish right from wrong? That’s surprising, isn’t it?”

Elaine was stunned and looked aside.

Sheryl and little fatty were both covering their mouths, trying to suppress their laughter.

Her face gradually turned red, clutching the scissors tightly as she retorted, “How dare you say I can’t distinguish right from wrong?”

Laura nodded. “Yes, because you believed my lie, idiot.”

Elaine wanted to retort, but Laura cut her off, “You might dislike that I come from an orphanage, but since you have both a mom and a dad, and a better upbringing, and you’re even the reigning champion of the school, shouldn’t you behave better? Do your parents teach you to be so annoying? Can you still get the S-card from your parents if you behave like

this?”

Elaine was speechless.

Sheryl said, “Wow, Lala is so eloquent. Our superstar is really amazing.”

Little fatty laughed heartily. “Even though I didn’t understand that, it feels a bit satisfying.”

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Elaine’s eyes were wide open, and she was too angry to say a word.

Laura simply lowered her head and ignored her.

Favian leaned back in his chair, her eyes sparkling.

Just now, he wanted to speak up for Laura.

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But this child unexpectedly inherited Lilian’s eloquence and wit. After all, when Lilian was in school, she had never lost a

quarrel.

On the other side, Elaine finally reacted, “Anyway, Laura, I’ll still come in first. Don’t get too cocky.”

Laura focused on drawing her template and replied perfunctorily, “Well, that’s great.”

Elaine was speechless.

Growing increasingly frustrated, she began to move her hands with great force, making loud noises with each movement.

But Laura completely ignored her.

She didn’t care if others liked her or not, she was used to being isolated by everyone anyway.

She just wanted to do her handicraft well and avoid Favian reporting on her.

During Halloween at the orphanage, she always helped the staff there make pumpkin lanterns. She did it for two years, and every year she had to help make more than ten.

So, Laura was confident she could make the best pumpkin lanterns.

But whether the gift was good enough for Favian was uncertain.

Elaine prepared to draw on the paper, suddenly glancing at Laura, who was working seriously.

Elaine didn’t know what ugly thing Laura was making.

But she was afraid Laura would copy her.

She promptly raised her hand and said, “Ms. Cortez, I want to change seats. The lighting is poor over here.”

Ava didn’t want any trouble. “Then move a chair yourself and go to the front row.”

Elaine decisively moved, feeling excited.

She wanted to make a beautiful little unbrella, but who knew if the orphan would copy her?

Favian saw them separate and relaxed slightly, continuing to watch Laura.

Even though Laura’s hands were clumsy, the things she made wore exquisite. She used branches to form the shape of a pumpkin, stuck papers onto it, drew the pumpkin’s eyes and mouth, then made a spider out of branches and stuck it on the outside of the pumpkin lantern to enhance its appearance.

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The lantern was covered with white spiderwebs.

In no time, a mysterious pumpkin lantern was finished.

Sheryl’s eyes sparkled as she exclaimed, “What a beautiful lantern. Can I borrow it? I want to make one just like it.”

Laura readily agreed and suggested, “I can help you with the frame if you want.”

Sheryl sweetly smiled. “No, I want to learn to do it myself. I want to give it to my mom.”

Favian glanced at his watch.

In just 15 minutes, Laura had made a pumpkin lantern, and it was decorated with spiders.

He licked his lips, becoming more curious as he stared at her.

It seemed that the closer he got, the more he could discover that this child was like a treasure trove, with endless talent.

Passing by, Ava nervously glanced at Favian, feeling particularly anxious.

She was so afraid she wouldn’t perform well.

But why hadn’t the principal’s gaze fallen on her from the beginning, but instead had been on Laura the whole time?

Could it be that he’s Laura’s fan?’ Ava thought.

Ava silently walked to Laura’s side, subtly blocking the line of sight between the two.

As expected, Favian furrowed his brow, then finally glanced at her.

She swiftly passed by Laura, leaving a breeze as she did so.

“Holy cow!

“The reason why Favian sits in on my class is because he’s here to admire his star.

‘He likes Laura,’ Ava exclaimed in her heart.

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