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

139 Rival in the future?

Penny decided not to talk to Ray and completely treated him as non-existent. A person who wouldn't mind risking his reputation for a petty reason was not worth the death of her brain cells. "Penny, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Ray apologized half-heartedly, but she chose to enjoy

her last snacks and ignored him. "You said you only have five of those, but that's the fifth one. If I count the one you gave me, that's six. I'm still hungry."

Still no answer.

Ray eventually gave up. He didn't know what came to him and spouted such lines. But he knew he didn't want to offend her that way.

For a good five minutes, silence enveloped the old and dusty classroom. Penny didn't even give him a glance throughout while Ray ended up staring at her.

"Hey," he called, this time, his tone was a little solemn. "I'm sorry about the fans and what they did to you. I'm not bragging about their dismissal, but I want you to know that I didn't want that to happen. It's a lesson learned."

Strange for him to say this, but Ray always thought he was even smarter than most adults. It was. why he liked playing because he often thought there was nothing to learn anymore.

"I'm really sorry," he repeated sincerely. "I already talked to the other members of the fan club," "It's not them.

"Hmm?"

Penny slowly set her eyes on him. "The students who were kicked out weren't the people behind the flowerpot. They were just victims as well."

"What do you mean by that? I got their confession on record." He frowned. "You might've moved on from it, but I can't just do that."

"They talked to me last week."

"What?" this immediately didn't sit well with him. Before he could jump to a conclusion, she continued.

explained their side of the story. Because of that, we found out that someone pretended to be a part of the club," she explained, jumping from the chair

small box before she advanced to the desk he was sitting on. "Your fan club has a sophisticated and organized system. If you're going to apologize to someone, you should

and handed the box to him.

in

"What's this?" he asked.

the same time the flowerpot fell on Lily. Fortunately, keychains from your club have serial numbers. I already told the people involved about the serial number and they're probably

course of action, but I hope the school will deal with this justly, she continued.

a step back and turned

the other hand, opened the box. The broken piece had his face on it

her. "Do you know the person who did

glanced over her shoulder, a little taken aback. How

head to her and smiled subtly. "I just know someone who always falls into such terrible tricks, but still ends up doing the right thing without

wasn't like she knew the person he was talking about, but from experience, there was this sense of familiarity. "What should I do?" he

said, "Do what you think is right." This time, she offered him a short,

strode off without looking back. Ray remained in the same spot, staring at the door even when

in between his fingers

desk. After dusting himself off, he walked out of the classroom. He thought since the bell rang minutes

hide again during lunch, was what he

the headmaster. It might be a little embarrassing, but they had to make things right. He might not know who was behind the flowerpot, but he would surely know

through the hallway leisurely, not expecting any more big events. His brows rose when he saw a figure walking in his

in

thought and quickly recognized Hugo. Heh. I heard he and Max don't get along

car to ear until his eyes were squinting