Chapter 318

"What's there to ask? Yesterday, this lady cheated some money off of Miss Sophia and today, her daughter stole our handphone." Mrs. Whitman straightened her neck as she spoke. Since she had no idea where the handphone came from, she might as well just swindle her way through by claiming that it is hers. If things went well, she might even end up able to take it home so her grandson could play with it. "I did not steal that phone. Daddy gave it to me. Give it back," Angel said righteously, stretching out her fair, chubby little arm. Monique believed Angel was not lying and the handphone might have been a gift from Henry. "Hand the phone over to the teachers for now. Let them investigate this thoroughly." Mrs. Whitman sneered. 'How could this lady--who needed to borrow money from Miss Sophia yesterday--buy such an expensive handphone.' Mrs. Whitman put on a disdainful expression. "How can a poor girl like you buy such a phone? Do you even know how much it costs? A few thousand bucks.