Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Let’s Star All Over Again, Shall We?

Chapter 383 Little Mute

“You used to call me Little Mute,” Nathael said slowly.

Maggie was taken aback for a moment. She had been resting against Nathael, but now she sat up straight and kneeled on the couch, carefully studying the face in front of her.

“Y–You’re Little Mute? How is that possible?” Maggie whispered, lost in thought.

Back then, life at the orphanage wasn’t easy for her.

Firstly, because of her somewhat attractive appearance and the care she had received from the Adams before, she didn’t fit in well with the other kids at the orphanage and often found herself excluded.

Secondly, the Camerons had instructed others to make her life difficult, deliberately trying to make her days unpleasant.

During that time, she matured quickly at the orphanage. If she didn’t adapt rapidly, she might not get enough food to eat. Instances such as something she liked being taken away, or being isolated or targeted by others were normal.

To avoid being bullied, to gain more, and to live better, she had to quickly adapt to those rules. Only by mastering those rules could her life improve.

Within three months, she went from being targeted by other kids to successfully forming her own small group, gaining a voice, and being liked and favored by other teachers.

In the presence of volunteers visiting them, she’d put on a charming facade. She’d put in effort to secure extra food and forge friendships with the cafeteria staff. Moreover, she mastered the art of balancing rewards and consequences to win over the children.

Maybe the Adams had imparted some lessons to her, or perhaps it was inherent to her nature. She didn’t take long to change her circumstances. Even if she suffered occasionally, she’d ensure to retaliate by inflicting some harm on the other party.

She was well aware of the rules of the orphanage. She didn’t bully others, but she definitely wasn’t an easy

target.

She met Leo outside the alley and Little Mute at the orphanage.

the evening when she sneaked out to the backyard to find the food she had hidden for herself, only to encounter several older kids beating

than her, at least taller, and although he was a bit

seeing such scenes at the orphanage, but she still hated seeing such a

the candy she had hidden. She watched the commotion

rarely harbored the complex wickedness of adults and had their own innocent ruthlessness.

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surprised Maggie was that the boy in the middle didn’t just accept the beating, even though

Maggie happy was that he fought back without hesitation.

so his left arm was somewhat restricted when he fought, but

but managed to seriously injure the others. He was a straightforward person who

long time, but he never made a sound.

was when a tall boy locked his neck from behind, two others grabbed one of his legs cach, and another person’s fist kept

start to finish, Maggie never heard him make a

a pool of blood, he still didn’t make a sound.

bullying the weak, didn’t gain any advantage. Some ended up getting hurt more than

a moment, Maggie walked up and squatted in front of him. “Can you still move?”

vision darkened, and he was almost powerless. Escaping from the kidnappers had drained a lot of

a voice with a hint of softness but inexplicable.

opened his eyes and looked at her through

the girl had a piece of candy in her mouth, her cheeks bulged as she blinked her clear, curious

his eyes again, still

curious tone, inquired, “Feeling

a moment before pushing himself up and staggering toward the

after, Maggie followed, extending her hand to offer support. “What’s your name?

speak? Are you

asking further and guided him to the storage

many children, with living quarters comprising four large rooms, two for boys and Two for girls, segregated by age. Almost