Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 77

77 Teacher, she stole my stuff! 

“Where’s my necklace?! Who stole it?!” 

Everyone in class looked at each other strangely when the word “stole” flew out of Patricia’s mouth. The majority of students here came from wealthy families. Who would do such a thing? 

“Was it Ginnie?” one student was quick to drop a name. 

“Well, she’s a scholar student and Patricia always picks on her.” 

Another student snorted. “Is this her way of revenge? Goodness. What do you mean Patricia is picking on her? Patricia’s family is now supporting Ginnie’s study since the school only shoulders her tuition and not her daily allowance.” 

“That’s right. If not for the Miller Family, Ginnie would still be eating that disgusting home–cooked meal” 

As the hushed accusations slowly grew louder, Ginnie, who was sitting quietly at her desk, tensed up. She looked at her classmates incredulously. 

“I didn’t…” she muttered, almost whimpering. However, she could only trail off because her other classmates were looking at her in disgust. 

“Why does the school allow people like her to step into this school?” 

“I should tell my mom about this. Who wants to study when you have a thief as a classmate?” 

“I’ll tell my mom too.” 

“The problem with scholar students is that just because they’re smart enough to get in this school, they think they’re the same as us.” 

Ginnie’s shoulders trembled, frightened at the foreseeable hatred she would be receiving from this day onward. Being picked on by the class’s queen bee and being ostracized by the entire class was already hard enough. But with everyone accusing her of stealing, the thought of leaving school quickly crossed her mind. 

How could she stay in this hell? 

“Hah! Are you all out of your mind?! Why would Ginnie steal my stuff when she’s my friend?!” Much to everyone’s surprise, Patricia, who wouldn’t have any qualms about belittling Ginnie out in the open, defended her. 

Ginnie’s brows rose and looked at Patricia with wide eyes. “Huh?” 

Did Ginnie hear Patricia correctly? Or was it just an illusion? At this point, Ginnie wasn’t sure. Patricia was the most prejudiced about scholar students. It was because of that Patricia’s eyes put Ginnie on a target lock. But now Patricia was defending her? 

‘Is the world ending?” 

Ginnie wasn’t the only person who was shocked by this, but everyone in class. They also wondered if they heard things wrong. 

How could Patricia defend Ginnie? Or rather did she inst call Ginnie her friend? What was going 

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77 Teacher, she stole my stuff! 

Patricia crossed her arms and scanned the room, inevitably catching a small figure walking in the corner to get into her desk. 

She snorted. “Ginnie has been with us since the beginning of the school year, but nothing like this happened. It is only now that something has gone missing at the same time another student arrived.” 

With that, the class automatically shifted their eyes to Penny’s desk. Penny already reached her desk and stood beside it, stopping when she felt everyone’s eyes fall on her. 

The students, who were quick to point a finger at Ginnie, swiftly transferred their disapproval to the new student. 

“Patricia isn’t wrong,” said one of the classmates. “Ginnie might be poor, but nothing had gone missing until the new student arrived.” 

“Goodness. Did they let in a thief here?” 

“I thought she was okay, but turns out you can’t really judge a book by its cover.” 

Everyone shook their heads and sighed. Not all of them gave Penny the disgusted look they cast upon Ginnie. After all, they didn’t dislike Penny that much. They found her a little cute or rather, Penny didn’t look much of a threat. 

Ginnie, who was now saved, looked at Penny apologetically. If their other classmates were quick to shift their blame, Ginnie knew exactly what was happening. Yet, for some reason, she felt relieved that Patricia finally found someone to replace her. The relief made her sick to her stomach, but she couldn’t help it. 

“You, newcomer! How could you steal my stuff just because I was kind to you?!” Patricia pointed a finger at Penny. “Take it out right now! That necklace is a gift to me from my brother!” 

The certainty in Patricia’s voice made everyone’s faces turn sour. 

Penny just stared at Patricia while assessing her from head to toe. Her lips briefly hooked up when she noticed a red ink on Patricia’s fingers. 

“Why are you not doing anything!?” Patricia harrumphed at the lack of reaction from Penny. “Just standing there like a fool won’t do anything. Give me back my necklace!” 

“Uhm… what’s going on?” Suddenly, Nina’s voice was heard as she just arrived at their classroom. 

Patricia glanced at her and explained to Nina the situation. After that, Patricia glared back at Penny. 

“I was kind to that girl last week because she’s a newcomer, but look what she did in return?” Patricia snorted. “What a thief. Give it back!” 

Patricia stomped her feet to Penny impatiently and grabbed her bag. The bag was still strapped on Penny’s shoulders and thus, Penny ended up twisting slightly when Patricia grabbed the side of it. “Let me see your bag! Take it off!” 

“Don’t want to,” was all Penny said with a dead expression. “Hands off.” 

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77 Teacher, she stole my stuff! 

This just fanned the flames as Patricia clung to Penny’s bag tighter. “You don’t want to? You stole my things and you want to keep them hidden?! Give it to me! Give me back my stuff!” 

Patricia pulled Penny’s bag and, much to her dismay, Penny didn’t even budge an inch. 

Still, Patricia tried and pulled once more, but this felt like she was trying to pull a boulder all on her own. How could a petite princess like her could out–strength the overly healthy Penny?