"Exactly! You don't look like bad people. How could you do that to him?"

"Looks like a rich kid to me—the type who's used to bullying people!"

Realizing the misunderstanding, Demi quickly explained, "You misunderstand. This person is a pickpocket! He stole my phone!"

Everyone traded glances, but as the pickpocket expected, they judged her by her appearance—especially her plain clothes.

"It's not like we're making fun of you, girl." Someone even chuckled. "Even if he's

a thief, he wouldn't try to steal from you, would he?"

"Exactly!" the pickpocket chimed in. "Where's your proof?!"

Flustered, Demi leapt up and snapped, "We'll know when we search you!"

Interestingly, Frank stopped her right then.

After all, only the police had the right to frisk a person, and the pickpocket was deliberately luring Demi to search him.

He was not getting away, but he could still ruin Demi's day for her and was all too pleased to do that!

Frank feigned surprise and exclaimed, "What's that dropping out

Demi's phone sliding out of the pickpocket's pocket, dropping

Jada could read his intention and strode up, asking, "Is

exclaimed, unable to believe

for no reason?! That was

"Then show everyone that you can unlock

"I, I..."

actually

it to Demi, who quickly unlocked it and showed

in broad daylight?! It's like you have a death

sentiment reversed right then, and those who sided with the pickpocket earlier were quickly switching

it? What proof do you have that I stole

steal it, why did

surrender already, or no one's going

that the mob was

his tune,

tune, the

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