"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!

and exclaimed, "What's that dropping

crowd turned to see Demi's phone sliding out of the pickpocket's

and strode up, asking, "Is that phone yours or

exclaimed, unable to believe what he was

out for

"Then show everyone that you

"I, I..."

guess it's actually

it to Demi, who quickly unlocked it and showed it to

in broad daylight?! It's like

right then, and those who sided with the pickpocket earlier were

it? What proof do you have

you didn't steal it, why did someone else's phone appear in your

the situation and surrender already, or no one's

mob

his tune,

tune,

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