Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 811 Who Takes the Blame? (3)

The other students also whispered to each other, "If you break it, admit it yourself. If you can't afford it, let the school help raise money for you."

"You could work to earn money. Don't you have a lot of friends outside? Let them pay for you."

These words may hurt Marley. She suddenly said angrily, "I said it wasn't me who broke it!"

The class teacher slapped the table on the stage. "Alright! Stop arguing! No matter who broke this piano, it has something to do with Class F. Let's gather up money to compensate together." The others scolded Marley with bad words. Marley grabbed the books on the table with her hands, her eyes filled with tears. She looked at the mocking and disgusting faces, angry and wronged.

"I was in a bad mood! So I wanted to do the cleaning! Yes! I did touch the piano! But I closed it after playing it! It worked well! It did when and after I touched it!"

"How did you know that it worked well after you touched it?" Someone from the class interrupted, "Who knows, you might break it then."

Marley looked at her and bit her lip to keep her tears from falling.

"One should take the responsibility for his wrongdoing. If you break it, you pay for it. Don't implicate us." A boy said evilly, "We have no money, but those people you know must be very rich." Marley held a pen in her hand and was about to go berserk in the next second.

She heard a voice coming from the front.

"She said that she didn't break it."

The entire class was quiet.

"Didn't she say that she wasn't the one who broke it?" Emily stood by her seat with a mask on.

"So what?" the class teacher did not understand.

"So we don't need to pay," Emily said.

The others were also stunned for a moment, and then they seriously thought about it. If they admitted that Marley broke it, all of them had to compensate. The group of students immediately changed their words, "Yes, it was Class S who wants to blame us."

"Marley said that she wasn't the one who broke it. Then it must be someone from Class S. They want us to take the blame, right?"

"Yes! You can't frame a good person just because he is not good at studies, right?"

"Yes, it must have something to do with Class S. Why do they only suspect us?"

It seldom happened in Class F to have them unite.

The class teacher was thrown into a dilemma, not knowing to fight for Class F or to support Class S.

Marley stood there in a daze, looking at Emily who was sitting in her seat and reading. It surprised her that Emily had saved her from the abyss with only two sentences. And Emily had never looked back at her.

But Marley had tried to throw Emily's test paper before.

Marley had called Emily ugly.

When someone gossiped that Emily was being kept as a lover, Marley had insulted her with disdain.

But Emily had saved Marley more than once.

"Please believe us and fight for us once." Emily looked at the class teacher on the stage. She sat in the second row, close to the class teacher. Those in the first few rows could hear it. "If you need a guarantor, I believe that some teacher would stand up."

The class teacher did not know Emily's identity. The record showed nothing but that her parents were gone. However, the principal had told him to take good care of this transferred student. So he followed the order and observed her. She had been quiet, wearing a mask and taking classes. There was no trace of rich girls. Although he was not sure if Emily has some important hidden identity, he did not dare to refuse her requests.

"Alright," The class teacher said and left.

Class F burst into cheers. It was the first time that everyone had been recognized and trusted by the class teacher. Everyone cheered up with excitement.

Marley stood by her seat and hesitated for a long time before following Emily to the bathroom and giving thanks.

Emily washed her hands before looking at her and said, "I am doing this for our class, not for you."