novelraw Chapter 121 - 120: Who Is the Thief?
Chapter 121 - 120: Who Is the Thief?
Since the equipment placed in that corner isn’t often used and the cleaning staff doesn’t tidy up frequently, a layer of dust has accumulated on these items.
The director walked over and found the dust here a bit disordered, as if someone had been hiding in this spot.
Looking at all this, the director’s expression grew darker.
He immediately understood that Chester Lynch was lying.
Just now, he and South Grant were hiding here and witnessed everything.
So when they saw him, they claimed to be looking for instruments in the music room.
At this moment, the director’s eyes turned, pondering the consequences if this matter were reported by someone.
If someone accused him of a chaotic private life, then he would be removed from his position as the school director and also ousted by the other school shareholders.
He had lived a glorious life, but that would truly be the collapse of his reputation.
He couldn’t let it end like this; he had to find a way to silence both of them.
Chester Lynch belonged to the Lynch Family, someone he couldn’t afford to mess with.
South Grant was merely an unfavored young master of the Grant Family, unimportant to deal with.
At this moment, the director closed his eyes, thinking about how to seal both of their mouths completely.
Now, they only had a month left at school; he trusted Chester Lynch’s character, as he wasn’t the type to talk behind people’s backs.
But the director wasn’t confident about South Grant; he didn’t know South well, but subjectively assumed that South wasn’t the kind of student who would behave.
Because last time, South took the blame for everything, and South would surely hold a grudge against him, possibly taking this opportunity to retaliate.
No, the urgent task was to make South Grant shut up first. Silently expelling South Grant from school wouldn’t be easy.
Getting into fights, starting early romances, or committing other major mistakes would lead to expulsion.
With that thought, a plan came to the director’s mind.
After South Grant returned to the classroom, it happened to be the homeroom teacher’s class. Avoiding a stand, the homeroom teacher was always accommodating towards her and at most criticized her a bit before allowing her back to her seat.
The things the director did with the female teacher during equipment time, South Grant merely regarded as an eye-burning short clip, quickly forgetting about it.
She’s the type of person who clearly distinguished between grudges; that time when she took the blame was due to police pressure, and he was reluctantly forced to do so.
Otherwise, anyone would want to protect their student, so South Grant didn’t hold that incident in her heart.
During midday exercises, the whole class went out.
As the last class just started, a boy in the class suddenly exclaimed:
"Teacher, my watch is gone."
The teacher glanced at him, then said, "Did you lose it when you were doing midday exercises?"
"No, my watch was newly bought by my dad from Swynland, I couldn’t bear to wear it, and it was always kept in my bag. Now I can’t find it; it was clearly still in my bag just after class, and the bag hasn’t moved, someone must have taken it."
Hearing him, all the students in the class looked over.
Students nearby knew he had a watch he liked, which his father bought as a birthday gift for him, and the watch was quite expensive, worth tens of thousands.
Now that it was lost, people nearby were quietly discussing.
"I didn’t expect there to be a thief in our class."
"Who could it be? The teacher must catch them; otherwise, we won’t be able to bring anything to school in the future."
"The thief must have already moved the stuff; there’s no way they’d obediently wait for the teacher to find it."
"Not necessarily, didn’t you hear him say? Before midday exercises, the watch was still there, but now it’s gone; the time was very short, maybe they didn’t have time to move it."
South Grant looked at the boy who said his watch was missing.
She reached into her bag, touched a hard object, and then her face sank, just as expected.