"What do you an? Do you even have the nerve to ask what I an?" Principal Payne chuckled, saying, "Are you only satisfied when the school is turned upside down and full of chaos?"
"You an ?" Willow Grant pointed to her nose in disbelief and asked, "Did I do sothing wrong? Isn’t it Sumr Monroe who did sothing wrong? Why are you blaming for causing chaos in the school instead of telling her off?"
The other students looked on, all suspiciously eyeing Principal Payne and Sumr Monroe.
Their gazes maliciously swirled back and forth between the two, guessing.
Soone couldn’t help but speak up for Willow Grant: "Principal Payne, the archive room is already off-limits to unauthorized people. This student was clearly trying to persuade Sumr Monroe out of good intentions, so why are you blaming her?"
"Yes, Principal, you shouldn’t bla this student; if anything, you should be blaming Sumr Monroe."
Of course, those speaking up for Willow Grant were in the minority; most people still believed there might be other reasons behind this incident.
Willow Grant’s eyes were glistening with tears as she pursed her lips and said, full of grievance, "Yes, Principal, I truly don’t know what I did wrong. You can’t just indulge Sumr Monroe because she brings popularity and benefits to the school without regard to right or wrong."
"Without regard to right or wrong, indulge her?" Principal Payne glared sharply at Willow Grant, then suddenly sighed with a bitter smile, saying, "You’re right, I indeed cannot indulge my students to make mistakes ti and ti again."
Willow Grant heard this, and for so reason, began to feel a chill down her spine.
In the next mont, she heard Principal Payne’s cold voice: "Willow Grant, for maliciously disrupting school order, slandering your classmates, and seriously delaying school affairs in the past, I, as the principal, impose the following punishnt on you. You will receive one derit, write a 3,000-word reflection, and publicly apologize to Sumr Monroe at the flag-raising ceremony next Monday."
The words fell, and Willow Grant couldn’t believe her ears.
She widened her eyes and tightened her grip on the principal’s sleeve, asking, "Why am I being punished? On what grounds?! It was Sumr Monroe who barged into the archive room ignoring all advice, not . Why are you punishing ? On what grounds are you punishing ?"
The other students were stunned.
What... is going on with the principal??
They only heard Principal Payne speak again: "On what grounds am I punishing you? On the grounds..."
Principal Payne pointed to Sumr Monroe, who hadn’t moved an inch, saying, "The key to the archive room was lent to Sumr Monroe by . Teacher Mio Osborne was present at the ti, and I also registered it in the school affairs office. All of you can verify this point."
Willow Grant’s mind buzzed into a blank.
She stared dumbly in Sumr Monroe’s direction, only to see a faint and indistinct curve on the latter’s tranquil lips.
That curve was enough to make one’s entire body tremble.
So... Sumr Monroe had not barged into the archive room; she had Principal Payne’s authorization from the start!
No wonder!
No wonder when she had said those things, Sumr Monroe stubbornly stayed in the archive room.
Sumr Monroe wasn’t stupid at all; the stupid one was Willow herself, falling into Sumr’s trap!
Principal Payne looked coldly at Willow Grant and asked, "Do you now understand why I’m punishing you?"
Willow Grant’s fingertips grew colder and colder, the chill spreading throughout her body.
The other students suddenly realized.
"So Sumr Monroe never barged into the archive room; this girl was making things up!"
"This girl, her inner self is completely different from her appearances!"
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