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.

hated

and came up with

to make a scene in front of Lucille, making them cry, beg, and act pathetic. She would then get a few influential reporters to report on it. Then, Lucille would be in a difficult position, and

they were the

took out her mobile phone to contact the

son to the police station.

she made the calls, Zoey's smile grew wider and

she was certain

who was very dissatisfied

was none

that Jenny was still suffering in the detention center, Sebastian gritted his teeth in hatred. He couldn't help shouting at the butler beside him, "Didn't I ask you

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

that case, sue her!"

police station and file a case right now. Send this ignorant girl to prison in the name

worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, which was enough to get her locked up

lowered his head. "Yes, sir. I'll

and went straight to the

the best, it was better because of the quiet environment. Looking around, the rows

a garden and a pavilion. There was an osmanthus tree in the corner of the

tidying up the curtains. When she saw her, she