Chapter 8

The cafeteria was much bigger and more luxurious than that of my previous school, with all kinds of categories of dishes, and the Sirloin steak was one of the best.

Laura ate while introducing me to the school. I listened attentively and finished a very pleasant lunch.

When Laura and I came back from the cafeteria, I heard a clamor of voices coming from the crowded classroom.

Seeing us return, they surprisingly made way.

The girl next to Phoebe began flipping her bag over, spilling everything inside, until eventually her face grew worse and uglier. "Is my phone missing? My father just got me this new personalized phone, and it's gone..."

"Phoebe, my phone is gone!" The girl's eyes were red.

I had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, she pointed at me aggressively, "Did she steal it, did she?"

"Don't be ridiculous, when did I take your phone?" I was stunned for a moment and subconsciously retorted.

"Yes, you better look again, don’t accuse people wrongly just because she’s a new