Come With Me

Chapter 5 No One Cares

I remember that I was completely confused at that time. This sudden blame made me feel suffocated.

"Don't talk nonsense. I am not."

It was my first reaction when I panicked. I didn't think that I would be charged with the crime of theft, let alone think who would believe me here.

All the people present hoped to settle this matter as soon as possible, so that they would not be involved in this affair.

But when I looked at Maria innocently, I saw deep faith in her eyes.

Not far away, the figure of Mrs. Nancy was getting closer and closer, and she already identified me as the thief.

"No, I really didn't..."

I kept shaking my head, but at that moment I felt my words were so pale.

Mrs. Nancy appeared at the top of the stairs on the second floor and confronted me in front of everyone. "Did you come to my room this morning?"

"Fannie told me that you wanted to see me, so I went there. But I didn't enter your room..."

Mrs. Nancy snorted and said, "Everyone in the Luo family knows that my words are passed by Maria. How dare she do it as a cleaner?"

I saw from the eyes of the people around me and found that this is actually what everyone should know, and what I said just now became the worst excuse. I seemed to have seen that the blur covered me.

"You said you didn't enter my room. Did anyone see that? Who can testify for her? "

Nobody spoke......

she came here, we had never heard of losing anything. How come we found the thievery as soon as she came? Mrs. Nancy, let's search her

of Mrs. Nancy. At that

floor. However, when they just came to the doorway,

door. She must have dropped

earring in Maria's hand, Mrs. Nancy went downstairs step by step.

in the hall saw this, they all made room for me like escaping

was calm and expressionless. She stopped by

"Mrs. Nancy, I..."

didn't steal anything,

more? How dare you steal from others? Are you

covered my aching face with my hands. At that moment, my tears kept

Maria to call Robbie and let him get me out of here. Call the

in the storage room like a prisoner, waiting

my arms around my knees. In the small and dark storeroom, I couldn't remember how many times

understand why Fannie framed me and why no one was willing to

only remember that when the door of the storage room was opened, it was already late at night. When the dim

figure was standing at the door, with a scarlet cigarette in his

don't know why, but even I'm so tired of crying that my nose ached and on the verge of tears. "I

"I don't care!"

I felt

one cares about the truth that is related

There are many small and large

backpacks, and shoes, all of which are popular styles of the current season. If you think it's not enough or don't like it, here is a credit card. You can ask Mr.

her fingers

my hands so tightly that even though my nails pierced into my flesh, I still

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