My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 34

"Oh, you're too late," the teacher in the office said without looking up. "The principal asked someone to send the necklace to an identification center half an hour ago."

So fast?

Zoey bit her lip and pitifully whined, "But the owner of the necklace really wants it back. Can't we get it back?"

"The procedure will be done in no time. Can't you give it to her after it's done?" The teacher frowned. "What's more, when she threw it away, she said that she didn't want it because it was dirty. She even accused me of being a busybody for helping her pick it up. Why does she suddenly want it back so desperately now?"

"That's not it, I was just asking..."

Zoey bowed apologetically and then turned to leave.

When she got to the lawn where there was no one around, the expression on Lucille's face completely fell. Lucille's fingerprints were not on that necklace. Once the test results were out, Lucille would be thoroughly cleared of her crime.

That wouldn't do.

She had to think of another way...

Zoey's eyes flashed as she thought of her classmates who were still being detained. Lucille was the one who had caused that to happen, and they might even have to go to jail.

Their parents probably hated Lucille to the core.

Zoey smiled and came up with an excellent idea.

She could incite those parents to make a scene in front of Lucille, making them cry, beg, and act pathetic. She would then get a few influential reporters to report on it. Then, Lucille would be in a difficult position, and her only choice would be to listen to Zoey's persuasion and compromise.

That way, everyone would be grateful to her, whether they were the innocent students or the parents of those students!

Zoey's lips curled into a grin, and she immediately took out her mobile phone to contact the parents of the students involved.

"Hello, sir. I'm Lucille's sister. My name is Zoey Johnson. I'm very sorry that my sister has sent your son to the police station. I'm trying to find a way to save the students, so I have something to discuss with you..."

As she made the calls, Zoey's smile grew wider and wider.

This time, she was certain that she would succeed.

Aside from Zoey, there was another person who was very dissatisfied with the decision that Lucille would not be expelled.

It was none other than Sebastian.

At the thought that Jenny was still suffering in the detention center, Sebastian gritted his teeth in hatred. He couldn't help shouting at the butler beside him, "Didn't I ask you to put pressure on the school? It's just expelling a student. Is it that hard?"

"Sir, we've received news from the school saying that Master Walton is defending that girl. On top of that, there is a rule in their college stating that students who pass the examination won't be expelled, so the school can't expel her with the excuse of poor grades..."

"In that case, sue her!" Sebastian ordered.

Angrily, he continued, "Go to the police station and file a case right now. Send this ignorant girl to prison in the name of theft!"

That diamond necklace was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, which was enough to get her locked up for many years.

The butler lowered his head. "Yes, sir. I'll get the car ready right away."

Lucille left the school and went straight to the new villa.

Although the location she chose was not the best, it was better because of the quiet environment. Looking around, the rows of villas were grand and magnificent.

In front of the door were a garden and a pavilion. There was an osmanthus tree in the corner of the courtyard that she liked.

When Lucille entered, Madam Dahlia was tidying up the curtains. When she saw her, she hurriedly greeted her. "You're here, Miss Jules!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Madam Dahlia."

"Not at all. Yesterday, I invited a lot of others to help clean up the place. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to clean such a huge place on my own." Madam Dahlia smiled and then said, "Miss Jules, I've already tidied up your room. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Okay. You can get back to work, Madam Dahlia. I'll go up by myself," Lucille responded.

There were three floors in the villa. Lucille did not take the elevator and instead went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

The bedroom on the second floor was very warm. There were white gauze curtains with a pink valance. There was a velvet rug under her feet and many plushies of various sizes next to the bed. There were all kinds of different ones, and they all looked cute and silly.

Lucille stepped forward and picked up one of the little squirrel dolls.

Those were Molly's favorite.

She wondered where Molly had gone after Lucille's death, whether she had been scammed, or if she was getting bullied...

If not for the fact that she had yet to find the traitor who had caused her death, and that her former subordinates couldn't be contacted, she wouldn't have taken the risk of asking Joseph for help.