Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

78 Witness, not an evidence.

Stealing was a big word to say in this school. So when the homeroom teacher heard this, her lips quickly curved down. What more? It was too early, and the class hadn't even started, but something like this was already happening, which never happened before.

"Patricia, calm down first," said the homeroom teacher as she went in front of the class, placing her book down on her table. "Stealing is a huge word. Tell me what exactly happened. Every single detail." The room fell into silence, and the teacher cast the class president a look.

The girl in the corner slowly rose to her seat and explained the situation in a more detailed

manner.

"I see." The homeroom teacher nodded in understanding. She snapped her eyes at Patricia and said, "Patricia, I know your things are valuable to you. I'm saying all of our belongings are valuable to us and losing them isn't a pleasant feeling. However, I hope that you have enough

evidence to prove Penny stole something that belongs to you."

As a homeroom teacher, Ms. Sandford was aware all these students came from influential

families. If not, then they were gifted in other areas, especially in academics. Despite that, she

held a strong integrity of keeping everyone equal.

Patricia huffed and pointed at Penny again. "Teacher, what else is there to prove? There was never a case of stealing in this class until she came in here!"

Miss Sandford frowned. "Patricia, have you not considered that you might've dropped it

elsewhere?"

"How could that be?! I already noticed it was missing last Friday when I got home! I went home right after school and noticed that my necklace was missing! I checked my service, but it's not

there!"

I saw Penny stay here longer,

at the

I

turned sour and

her lips when she received a death glare from Patricia.

Patricia scoffed. "Give me back my

the class returned upon hearing the witness's testimony. Now, they were more than certain Penny stole Patricia's necklace. "Come to think of it, Patricia approached Penny

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not an

it be that she snatched

students looked at each other with this

And in their eyes, poor people tend to do bad things. If only they knew that sometimes, the most humane people were the ones who

check up on her. And from what she could tell, Penny didn't seem to be the type. "Penny," she called and waited for Penny

her classmates, Penny kept an upright

quick to react. "Teacher, how can you ask her if she

Sandford explained with a sigh. "We still need to investigate since -"

staff from the other room stepped into the room. Everyone turned to the entrance, only to see

teacher with a naturally cunning look, strutted in arrogantly. Seeing him, Miss Sandford frowned. Mr. Anderson was one of the most arrogant teachers, and he was also her senior. He had been teaching in the school for years and was expected to handle this grade's top section, only for Miss Sandford to get the position. In other words, Mr. Anderson and Miss Sandford hadn't been on good terms because he had been stirring trouble for

what are you doing here?" she

could hear the commotion here. How can you not handle such a simple matter and let

Mr. Anderson was on her side. "Mr. Anderson, this thief stole something from

tsk." Mr. Anderson clicked his tongue and shook his head, setting his eyes on Penny and then back to the homeroom teacher. "Miss Sandford, I know you haven't been in this school for years. So, I don't blame you that you don't know

my class." Miss Sandford