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The Girl Come Back Is Super (Nikita)

Chapter 181
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Chapter 181 Got the Video

Felton is the young master of the Lambert family. Of course, he knew Nikita went to the Lambert family.

“Yeah.” Nikita didn’t deny it. She just replied him with a simple word.

“Are you really the one who cured my grandfather?

But, where did you learn those medical skills?” Young man’s narrow and beautiful eyes were full of

confusion and curiosity. “Have you ever studied medicine before?

My grandfather has been in a coma for many years. We found the best doctor to treat him, but it was

useless.”

“I heard them say that you only gave Grandpa an acupuncture once, and he woke up.

You are so good at this! Can you treat all kinds of diseases?”

After he asked too many questions, he saw a somewhat impatient look on the girl’s face.

Obviously, the girl next to him didn’t want to answer his question.

Felton lowered his voice and said: “Nikita, thank you for curing my grandfather.

From now on, I will protect you at school. You can come to me for anything, and I will help you.”

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This was the first time that Felton said he wanted to protect a girl.

However, the girl beside him didn’t look flattered at all. Her tone was extremely flat: “You don’t need to

thank me. I am not treating your grandfather for free. Everyone just takes what they need.”

She is not a kind person.

She treated Old Mr. Lambert because Sheehan had something she wanted.

It was just a fair deal. That’s all.

“Thank you anyway.” Felton’s eyes showed some gratitude. “If it weren’t for you, I don’t

knoxo.com fast updatew whether Grandpa would wake up again or not.

Anyway, if you need my help in the future, just come to me.

As for that post on the campus forum, do you want me to help you find out who posted it?”

Nikita herself didn’t sign up. But the person who posted that article made a rumor that she signed up for

the competition and vowed to win the prize.

Obviously, that person sent such a post to watch Nikita make a fool of herself.

“There is no need for that.” Nikita’s slender white finger gently clicked on the screen of her phone. She

said without looking up: “I will find out myself.”

You want to find out by yourself? Felton looked at her skeptically.

What can she find out by herself?

post.

If he gets a hand in this, he can let Tobin find the IP address of the person who sent the Tobin’s grades

are not good, but his computer skills are quite impressive. He has a hidden identity as a famous backer

in the country.

Nikita didn’t say anything, and her fingers continued to click on the screen.

Felton didn’t notice that several rows of red codes were displayed on the screen of the girl’s phone.

And soon, those rows of codes were converted into a video.

The video was mute.

Nikita clicked on the video. And a few seconds later, a familiar face appeared in the video.

Yvonne should have just taken a bath. Her hair was still wet, and she was wearing a sexy nightgown

with suspenders and no underwear. When she sat in front of the computer, Her chest area was

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exposed.

Nikita was not surprised when she saw that the person in the video was Yvonne.

She traced down the IP address of that post.

Then she got the video by cracking the programming of the computer that posted it.

It took her less than two minutes to get all the information she needed.

She clicked to save the video. Then she locked her phone, put it back in her pocket, took out her

headphones that could abate the noise, put them on and lay down on the table to start her daily sleep.

Not only all the students in the First Senior High School of N City knew that Nikita was going to take

part in the National English Competition, but also many teachers knew it.

They all asked Miss Morris if it was true.

‘The transfer student in your class is going to take part in National English Competition, really?”

“Miss Morris, don’t mess things up!

If you allow this poor student from a village to take part in this competition, she’ll ruin the reputation of

our school.”