Chapter 634 The Trap and the Theft

Yunice stepped forward to Wendy’s bedside, causing the sidekick to miss her chance.

Still determined, the sidekick bit her lip and moved in close to Yunice again.

The instructor, seeing Yunice, immediately treated her as the culprit. He snapped impatiently, “No matter how big your conflict was, you can’t just attack a fellow student! That kick might’ve felt good in the moment, but do you realize you’re facing disciplinary action?”

He barked, “Apologize to your classmate. Ask for her forgiveness!”

Wendy looked up, her eyes brimming with anger as she stared at Yunice.

“Apologize!”

Prompted by the instructor, Yunice turned and said, “I’m leaving.”

The instructor hadn’t expected the seemingly docile Yunice to defy him so boldly.

“I said apologize!”

Yunice ignored him and walked straight out of the infirmary.

Furious, the instructor chased after her, leaving Wendy behind.

Inside, Wendy and her sidekick exchanged a glance. The sidekick swallowed hard and nodded at her—mission accomplished.

Meanwhile, the instructor caught up with Yunice and yanked the student badge from her chest. “You’ll be disciplined for this!”

He turned and headed back toward the infirmary.

But when he looked up, the girl who’d claimed she had a spinal injury and screamed about internal bleeding was gone.

Wendy had vanished.

After the commotion, Yunice had no desire to return to class.

“Yunice?”

She turned to see Tommy carrying a towering stack of lab supplies.

“Why aren’t you in class?” he asked.

Yunice muttered, “Got bitten by a dog.”

“Huh?”

Tommy, ever the clueless bookworm, didn’t catch the sarcasm. He dropped the supplies and rushed over to check on her. “Where? The infirmary doesn’t stock rabies vaccines… I’ll take you to the health center!”

Yunice sighed. “Not literally. I got into it with a classmate during the break, so I didn’t feel like going back.”

“Who was it?”

“That girl Wendy,” Yunice said. “The one who asked you a question at the restaurant. I guess she felt I stole her thunder in front of you that day, so she’s been targeting me in class. I lost my temper and kicked her chair. She dragged it to the infirmary and now the teacher wants to punish me.”

Tommy frowned. “This has to do with me too. Don’t—I’ll talk to the instructor and explain everything.”

He bent to gather the supplies again. “If you’re free, come help me bring these to the supply room. Then we’ll go to the academic office.”

Thinking of the badge that had been taken from her, Yunice nodded.

She helped carry some of the materials, and together they walked to the supply room.

At the same time, Wendy and her sidekick sneaked into the music room. When they saw the figure cradling a violin, they beamed.

“Ms. Nora, we did it!”

The violin screeched to a halt.

Nora set her violin and bow aside.

Wendy strutted over, proudly presenting a phone to Nora.

Nora reached out and took it, eyes downcast. “This is Yunice’s phone?”

Wendy nodded. “Find someone to crack the passcode. Once you read her messages, you’ll see what kind of loose woman she is.”

Nora nodded. “With this as supplemental evidence, my family will make sure she’s properly ‘educated.’”

She pulled a fancy perfume bottle from her bag. “Here, take this. Thanks for helping me.”

Wendy beamed. “You’re too kind. I was just doing a good deed. Think of it as saving a lost girl.”

Nora said nothing, but noticed Wendy sneaking glances at Yunice’s phone—clearly wanting to stick around and see the contents. Nora casually slipped the phone into her pocket.

Wendy’s smile froze. She had no choice but to leave with her sidekick.

Only once they were gone did Nora begin attempting to unlock Yunice’s phone.

Back in the supply room, Yunice and Tommy finished putting the materials away.

When Yunice reached into her pocket to check the time, her fingers came up empty.

That’s when she remembered the odd moment in the infirmary—how that sidekick kept lurking behind her and brushed up against her.

She snorted. “Stealing my phone, huh?”

Tommy clapped his hands clean. “Come on, let’s go to the academic office.”

“Yeah,” Yunice replied, saying nothing about the missing phone. They were headed there anyway—might as well address it all at once.

But when Tommy grabbed the door, it wouldn’t open.

He tugged again—nothing. It felt like it had been chained shut from the outside.

This kind of lock wasn’t something you could pick.

Tommy blinked. “Who locked the door?”

Yunice glanced through the crack and caught a glimpse of a school uniform swishing by in the hallway.

Her voice turned cold. “Another prank.”