Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 113

I stared at Leah, saying nothing. Was this the kind of outdated trick she was going with?

Leah seemed to get a little flustered under my gaze. She straightened her back, but the moment our eyes met, she quickly recoiled, as if hiding behind others would somehow give her more confidence.

"You're the only person I've been around with, and that bracelet is really important to me," she said. "Can you please just return it?"

I stayed silent, and a flash of smugness crossed her face. "Are you feeling guilty? If you hand it over now, I can forgive you since we're classmates. But if you don't, we'll have no choice but to search your stuff."

Her words instantly shifted the atmosphere. The people standing beside her gave me suspicious glances. They looked as if they were already convinced I was a thief. In just a few sentences, she'd practically condemned me.

I took a deep breath, feeling both irritated and amused. How much longer was this woman going to keep stirring up trouble?

"I didn't take it. Why should I let you search my stuff? If that bracelet was so important to you, why weren't you wearing it instead of leaving it lying around? And now that it's missing, you're blaming me. Doesn't seem like you valued it that much. Was it a fake?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I could see Leah's eyes widen in shock, her voice rising in response. "Of course not! It's a gift from my mom. Are you saying that because you're jealous, Evelyn?"

she had overreacted, she paused, clearly caught off guard by

her patience wearing thin.

check your bag? That way, we can clear your name." Leah's face flushed to her ears as she continued, "I wouldn't

act immediately earned her sympathy from a few classmates. Some girls stood by her, glaring at me in disapproval. I hadn't meant to provoke her so much, but seeing her so rattled and her usual composure

Leah's family wasn't particularly wealthy. Sure, they could probably afford Cartier, but someone like her would never miss a chance to flaunt

been oddly low-key, and her reaction to the

at her, feeling like I had found

stole your precious bracelet. If you don't find it, that's slander, and you

to the professor, speaking clearly, "What if

make sure you're

slap on the wrist

Leah will apologize to you. You

entirely satisfied with the response, but I knew it wasn't the right time to push. So,