CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

ANDRIETTE

"Are you saying that I am the one who stole the crest, Sir?" 

I pursed my lips together as my eyes landed on our dean. He gave us a meaningful smile before shrugging.

"Who knows?" he asked Claude.

Claude chuckled before straightening his body. "I'm sorry to dissapoint you Sir but I am sending my homework to our homeroom teacher. You can ask her if you want. I can even provide you my laptop as an evidence."

My lips parted in shock. Why the heck is he so smart?!

The Dean nodded his head before looking at me. "I deeply apologized for the misunderstanding, Miss Flynn. We are going to look more thoroughly to this case."

I nodded. "That's alright, dean."

"You should thank Mr. Moore for proving your innocence. If it weren't for him, maybe you're still expelled right now."

I bit my lower lip and smiled awkwardly. "