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!"

get permission to speak. "Last Friday, I saw Penny stay here longer, even when everyone already left. Considering Patricia sometimes leaves her things in her drawer, anyone could

at the student with furrowed

back because I forgot something

sour and roared. "See,

witness," Penny mumbled, pursing her lips when she received a

me?" Patricia

the class returned upon hearing the witness's testimony. Now, they were more than certain Penny stole

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not

be that she snatched it away when

each other with

scholarship, they immediately assumed she was poor. And in their eyes, poor people tend to do bad things. If only they knew that sometimes, the most humane people were

thinking of the headmaster's words about Penny. She also talked to Penny last Friday to check up on her. And from what she could tell, Penny didn't

and the glares of her classmates, Penny kept an upright position and held her chin up high. "No. I didn't,

you ask

simply judge until it's proven," Miss Sandford explained with a sigh. "We still need to investigate since -" "What else is

room. Everyone turned to the entrance, only to

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

are you doing here?"

Anderson exclaimed. "Ms. Sandford, everyone on the floor, could hear the commotion here. How can you

a bit, knowing Mr. Anderson was on her

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

this is my class." Miss Sandford held back