Since the equipnt 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 soone had been hiding in this spot.
Looking at all this, the director’s expression grew darker.
He imdiately understood that Chester Lynch was lying.
Just now, he and South Grant were hiding here and witnessed everything.
So when they saw him, they claid to be looking for instrunts in the music room.
At this mont, the director’s eyes turned, pondering the consequences if this matter were reported by soone.
If soone 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, soone he couldn’t afford to ss with.
South Grant was rely an unfavored young master of the Grant Family, unimportant to deal with.
At this mont, 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 assud that South wasn’t the kind of student who would behave.
Because last ti, South took the bla 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 ca to the director’s mind.
After South Grant returned to the classroom, it happened to be the horoom teacher’s class. Avoiding a stand, the horoom 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 equipnt ti, South Grant rely regarded as an eye-burning short clip, quickly forgetting about it.
She’s the type of person who clearly distinguished between grudges; that ti when she took the bla 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 exclaid:
"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, soone 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 ti was very short, maybe they didn’t have ti 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.
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