Chapter 92

Abigail drooped her head in a pretentious gesture, displaying an image of a heartbroken maiden. Upon seeing this, the students were even more filled with righteous indignation. Yet, Eleanor remained unperturbed. Her eyes scanned Abigail, piecing together the situation in her heart. There were two facts she understood now—first, the mysterious delivery was indeed a ticket. She wasn't sure what kind of ticket, but it must be something Abigail cherished greatly; otherwise, she wouldn't be acting so shamelessly. Second, Abigail was playing the victim while being in the wrong, trying to cast the blame of “theft” onto Eleanor. “Why are you silent? Feeling guilty?” The students of the advanced class were defensive, still probing Eleanor. Eleanor gently closed her eyes, saying nothing as she turned around and left. “Hey! Just like that, you're leaving? You haven't even apologized!” The students noticed Eleanor's abrupt departure and assumed she was evading out of guilt. Some even wanted to fol