Circe was not only the prettiest in her class, but also the Belle of Hexad's. She was the center of attention wherever she went.
She walked toward Darryl. Everyone's eyes were on Darryl as she walked toward him. Extending her arm, she demanded "Darryl, return my phone."
That morning, Evelyn dialed the Newmans to inform Circe that Darryl had her phone.
What? Darryl took Circe's phone?
Everyone was partly confused and partly shocked.
Darryl awkwardly handed the phone back to Circe. "I'm so sorry." he chuckled. "I wanted to return it to you last night, but you had already left."
He thought of the excuse last night.
"Why would my phone be with you?" she frowned.
She was outraged. Darryl had her phone the entire night, so he must have had gone through her phone! Circe rarely got angry, but she was fuming.
She glared at Darryl. Any ordinary person would have cowered in fear, but Darryl calmly muttered "I picked it up."
Picked it up?
Circe was suspicious. "Impossible." she snapped. "My phone goes wherever I go. I would not have dropped it."
She did not have a habit of playing games on her phone. She would only use her phone for calls. She explained that she did not touch her phone once while at the Oriental Pearl yesterday. If he did indeed pick it up, did he pick it from her pocket?
'F*ck, it's getting hard to like my way through this.' Darryl thought. He smiled bitterly.
"Darryl, come clean." Miles sneered. "Did you steal Circe's phone? Were you planning to sell it for a quick buck?"
Darryl must have been so broke to a point where he would steal someone's phone to sell off!
Darryl laughed but said nothing. This idiot, Miles. Why was he everywhere? His voice was loud. Everyone, including those outside class, heard him loud and clear. All eyes were on Darryl.
At that, Trent stood up. "Did you all know I met Darryl while in prison?" he laughed. "Guess what was he in for?"
Trent initially kept his distance, but it seemed that Darryl had a bad reputation in class. Everyone looked down on him, the live-in son-in-law. What was there to be afraid of?
Everyone stared at Trent as he spoke. Trent was the owner of a Martial Club, and he was hot-tempered. Being locked up in prison was inevitable and even seemed normal for a person like him. However, Darryl was a live-in son-in-law. All he did was house chores, so why would he be thrown into prison?
"Why?" Miles snickered. "Do tell us!"
"What do you think?" Trent smiled smugly. "It was because he stole two iPhones! Also, I heard that he was arrested the moment he left the store! How dumb is he?"
Haha! It was hilarious. Stealing phones? Haha!
The entire class roared with laughter. A few were almost in tears. This idiot was amusing, locked up in prison for theft!
Amidst the laughter, a few girls looked at Darryl with disdain. How poor was he that he had to resort to stealing phones?
