His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 157: Get Ready to Kneel Down and Apologize

Chapter 157: Chapter 157: Get Ready to Kneel Down and Apologize

Chapter 157

Mr. Curtis glanced at them, not too happy, but still turned around to lead them in and brought up the surveillance footage.

Chloe Collins stood behind, watching him operate indifferently.

Suddenly, when the progress bar reached the moment Wanda Wesley appeared, it turned into snowflakes.

In the next scene, it jumped directly to Wanda Wesley standing in front of the water dispenser.

"What about the middle part!"

"No way, this is so weird?"

Mr. Curtis frowned and checked it, saying, "It looks like someone tampered with it. We cannot restore it now."

"What should we do then!" Claire pulled a long face.

Mr. Curtis glanced at the time, extremely impatient.

His job was to train students in computer skills, not to be involved in such unrelated matters.

"Since that’s the case, let’s talk about it after class. You three go first, we have a class now."

Layla Lowell sneered, "Aren’t you supposed to be experts in this field? You can’t even handle this, and you still want to participate in the Olympiad."

The disdain made Mr. Curtis and several students unhappy.

Mr. Curtis looked at Wanda Wesley, his brow furrowing, "There are several other classes next to Class 8. Are the water dispensers in all those classes out of water too? Why do you have to come here for water?"

His gaze was scrutinizing.

Wanda Wesley hesitated and did not speak, as if she had some unspeakable secret.

Upon hearing this, Claire became more confident and stepped in front of Wanda Wesley, saying, "Teacher, I told you it was her, it must be her! Nobody came in just now while we all went to the meeting. I put my stuff in a place where it could be seen clearly."

As she said this, she walked to her own seat and pointed to a spot.

Suddenly, she saw something and bent over to pick it up.

The crowd followed her over.

"Claire, what is that?" Mr. Curtis asked, his face serious.

Claire opened her palm, and there lay a black beaded hairband.

"This isn’t mine!" Wanda Wesley said.

"If it’s not yours, whose is it? You’re the only one here with your hair tied up, and who still uses such an outdated hairband in this day and age?" A girl said.

Mia Nolan bit her lip and echoed, "Exactly, Wanda Wesley, stop making excuses. Just apologize to Claire. Even though saliva isn’t worth much, stealing is wrong. If word gets out, it won’t be good for Affiliated High School either."

Everyone’s faces were serious, including Mr. Curtis’s.

More than half of the class time had passed, and he still had many knowledge points left to teach.

"Apologize quickly, or it won’t be good for anyone if this reaches the Academic Affairs Office. At such a young age, why don’t you learn something good?"

Wanda Wesley’s eyes reddened, "I didn’t steal, really."

A group of people rolled their eyes irritably, looking at Wanda Wesley as if she was a criminal.

Mr. Curtis took out his phone, "If you don’t confess, I’ll turn you over to the Academic Affairs Office. Having a black mark on your record will be detrimental to your future life."

Wanda Wesley felt wronged to the point of explosion, as if a knife was being held to her neck, threatening her to confess.

Just then, a "got it" signal came from the central control console.

Everyone turned around to see Layla Lowell standing beside Chloe Collins, looking at the computer and smiling slyly.

And Chloe Collins was sitting in a chair, operating their computer.

"Hey! Don’t mess around!" Mr. Curtis said sternly.

Layla Lowell glanced over with her almond-shaped eyes, "Get ready to kneel and apologize."

As soon as her words fell, there was a patter, as if Chloe Collins had pressed the Enter key. Then, the same scene appeared on all the computers in the computer lab.