My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 34

"Oh, you're too late," the teacher in the office said without looking up. "The principal asked someone to send the necklace to an identification center half an hour ago."

So fast?

Zoey bit her lip and pitifully whined, "But the owner of the necklace really wants it back. Can't we get it back?"

"The procedure will be done in no time. Can't you give it to her after it's done?" The teacher frowned. "What's more, when she threw it away, she said that she didn't want it because it was dirty. She even accused me of being a busybody for helping her pick it up. Why does she suddenly want it back so desperately now?"

"That's not it, I was just asking..."

Zoey bowed apologetically and then turned to leave.

When she got to the lawn where there was no one around, the expression on Lucille's face completely fell. Lucille's fingerprints were not on that necklace. Once the test results were out, Lucille would be thoroughly cleared of her crime.

That wouldn't do.

She had to think of another way...

Zoey's eyes flashed as she thought of her classmates who were still being detained. Lucille was the one who had caused that to happen, and they might even have to go to jail.

parents probably hated Lucille to

came up with an excellent

influential reporters to report on it. Then, Lucille would be in a difficult

grateful to her, whether they were the innocent students or the parents

she immediately took out her mobile phone to

sister. My name is Zoey Johnson. I'm very sorry that my sister has sent your son to the police station. I'm

Zoey's smile grew wider

certain

another person who was very

none

couldn't help shouting at the butler beside him, "Didn't I ask you to put pressure on

from the school saying that Master Walton is defending that girl. On top of that, there is a rule in their college stating that

sue her!"

the police station and file a case right now. Send

was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, which was enough to get

lowered his head. "Yes, sir. I'll get the car

went straight to

chose was not the best, it was better because of the quiet environment. Looking around, the rows of villas were grand and

pavilion. There was an osmanthus tree in the corner

was tidying up the curtains. When she saw