Clyde wasn't going to expose their wrongdoings right now, but if the principal abandoned them now and tell him the truth, he can spare the old man's life for another year.
He watched the old man gulped his saliva hard, cold sweat coming out from his forehead. It was obvvious that he was hiding something.
Before he could sa anything, there was a knock from the door. The principal recomposed himself before letting the person in, It was Arthur with a professor. Judging from the relieved expression from the old man, this professor seems to be an accomplice.
"Good morning, Sir Winston, you were looking for me?" The professor asked, Clyde raised a brow and looked at the man from head to toe and back.
"Who said I was looking for you? I said no such thing," Clyde said and saw the awkward expression that crossed the man's face. Arthur went to his side and watched the two clowns stage their own demise.
