"Are you saying that the one who stole the question paper was the same one as the one who posted that horrendous article about Mr. Gilbert?"
Mrs. Gabrielle nodded her head at Mr. Thomas's question. She looked at me meaningfully, before she continued, "If not, how could these incidents happen repeatedly? If I am not mistaken, weren't these misfortunes always happened around Miss Williams? Mr. Gilbert was her homeroom teacher, and now the question papers were stolen, with her lost wallet just happened to be found in front of the crime scene. Don't you think it's weird?"
My mind went black for a moment hearing her conspiracy theory. It was not enough for her to accuse me of stealing. Now she wanted to divert the attention from the major topic by bringing up the previous case? How clever and malicious.
The temperature inside the room grew colder as their accusatory gaze on me felt even more piercing than before.
