“Lottie…” Mr. Lane looked at her, brow furrowed, clearly feeling a little hurt.
“Are you not going to listen to me?” Charlotte raised her eyebrow, her smile a little too sharp to be comforting.
Before she finished speaking, Mr. Lane dropped into a chair and grinned up at her, as if to say, Look, I’m being good.
Charlotte couldn’t help but twitch her lips in a half-smile. Such a stubborn old man.
Seeing that Charlotte was willing to stick around, Jim finally let out a breath and turned to Mr. Baker. His tone was cold. “So, what’s this I’m hearing about Charlotte cheating?”
Mr. Baker, who already understood exactly what was going on, quickly distanced himself. He explained the situation as briefly as possible.
“So you decided she cheated just because she got a high score?” Jim’s voice was tight with anger. He turned a frigid stare on Ronald. “Mr. Lee, you’ve taught so many kids. How could you just accuse them without proof?”
Ronald’s face lost all color. He opened his mouth, but his voice barely came out. “I...”
“You’re going to apologize to Charlotte and Shirley. Now.” Jim’s tone left no room for argument. Right now, he just needed to keep Mr. Lane calm.
Apologize? Ronald glared at Charlotte, his fists clenching at his sides. He didn’t want to do it, but he knew he couldn’t risk upsetting Mr. Lane or Jim. He dropped his head and mumbled, completely insincere, “I was wrong to accuse you. Sorry. Let’s put this behind us.”
That was supposed to be an apology?
“Oh, I’m not accepting that,” Charlotte said quietly. Her head was lowered, but there was a cool edge to her smile.
Shirley looked at Charlotte, then copied her, voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t accept it either.”

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