“Tell me you surrender, Davin Seet!”

Sheila pinched Davin by the cheek and glared at him. “I’ll scratch your face if you don’t!”

“Okay! I surrender!”

At this moment, Davin could only think of how much of a disadvantageous situation he was in now but he had to suck it up and endure the torture.

“Are you going to keep calling me Sheep?”

“No, I won’t!”

“What are you going to call me?”

“Sheila.”

“Hmm?” Sheila clearly didn’t seem too pleased. She tightened her grip on his face.

“Then tell me what I should call you!”

“Call me Your Majesty! Now!”

Davin took a deep breath. After silently telling himself that he’d have a chance to get back at her one day, he gritted his teeth and cried out, “Your Majesty!”

Sheila finally let

“What a chicken.”

remind Juan never to follow Davin’s footsteps in picking on

and made up his mind to get his classmate a new pencil case the following Monday. I can’t let myself end up like Uncle Davin when I grow

silent, the two boys leaning against the door were about to leave when

helped the

she asked with a cheerful look on

eyes darted left and right as he shook

didn’t hear anything, did you? Good

happily caressed

you teaching old meanie Uncle Davin a lesson. Great job, Ms. Sheila!” he answered while

Sheila by surprise. She didn’t expect anyone from the Seet family

brat! How dare you call me a meanie?

causing

out shopping for gifts. You can

“Anything?”

“Yes, anything!”

two boys

once you’re done,” Davin urged. “I’ll need you to

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