When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 388 Leave the Alston Residence

Everyone's eyes were focused on the projector in the classroom. At that moment, the projector was playing a video of a trial scene. The judge said two names and listed out their crimes and prison term.

"Hey… Are they the same person in the video?" Soon, someone noticed that the man and woman were the same people who wore orange clothes that imprinted the name of the prison and were standing on trial.

"Are they scammers?"

"There are still videos of them. Do you guys want to see?" asked Gladys. She subconsciously imitated Amelie as she smiled.

Fortunately, Amelie had predicted that they would be difficult to deal with and asked me to check their records. I was very shocked when I saw their past. Moreover, Amelie had even foreseen that they would smash my phone and told me to use the school's projector to show it. I'm glad I listened to her. Otherwise, my phone will be destroyed, and no one will see the video.

Everything was clear, whether it was their names, ID number, or the trial. As long as the crowd searched it up, they would see it. At that moment, no one was suspicious about it anymore.

When the man and woman saw their identities had been exposed, they knew they had failed to accomplish the mission. Thus, they shoved the people around them and tried to run off. However, they were soon stopped by the police, who just came in. "How dare you guys try to hurt others? Hurry up and get back with us!" demanded the police.

As Gladys watched them being taken away, she clapped her hands and smiled brightly. "The police will soon give us a report about their wrongdoings. If anyone still doesn't believe our exam, you can check the papers. You can even quit the training camp if you want to. We will do our best to cooperate with you."

However, no one wanted to give up. After all, they had put so much effort into being accepted by Knowlit. Since Knowlit was innocent, they decided to continue with the lesson.

Looking at their reactions, Gladys was satisfied. "Okay. Can we continue the lesson now?"

When the reporters and streamers saw that it was a fraud, they had nothing to say and took the initiative to leave. Soon, the room was back to silence.

On the other hand, Jodie was dumbfounded when she saw the live stream. "H-How did this happen?" I did it all perfectly. How did Amelie…

Chandler sighed helplessly. As expected. Amelie is smarter than I thought.

At this moment, the live stream that Jodie watched had a stir.

of Foxy, who was rumored to be framed, had responded to this matter himself! Go and check it out!" The streamer's charming

to clarify that all the scandals about us are fake. If anyone dares to frame her and rake

than ten seconds, but it went viral as soon

the ex-husband

'Foxy is being framed?'

anyone to know he was forced to marry her. After all, he is

or something? Did you hear what his last words were? If he cares about his reputation, why

'Yeah.'

I wouldn't say anything more

even

and Mr. Alston. I can tell you that there is something between them. They had taken part in a show, and Mr. Alston was obviously trying to get her

too. It was pretty obvious. If Foxy were to

some discussion, everyone chose

up for Amelie. Anger filled her heart, and

watching how things had turned out on Jodie's phone.

sight to see him being extremely uncomfortable after coming in contact with her! Accept your fate, Leo. After

solve the conflict at the training camp, she asked Samuel to investigate who spread the

the one behind this and what happened at the training camp,"

After all, no one would do such a thing except for Jodie. However, she was also surprised since she thought that Jodie would have left her alone after being defeated

felt that something

to do with what happened at Mospal? See if you

do so. Before he hung up the phone, he said, "I think

"Why's that?"

look at what

up the phone, Amelie remembered that Julia had reminded her that Leo had done something. However, she was so busy dealing

articles popped up on her computer. The most