Charlotte Thompson was frightened by her own thought, a chill running down her spine, and she hurriedly clicked to view the security footage.
Ever since the children entered the kindergarten, Charlotte’s phone had been connected to the surveillance in their classroom. The teacher told her it was for the convenience of parents to monitor their children in real time.
Charlotte seemed to have thought of something and quickly exited the surveillance interface. She scrolled a great while before finding a weibo post that hadn’t been deleted yet.
After confirming the time the weibo was posted, she returned to the surveillance interface and directly pulled up the corresponding time period.
She stared fixedly at the empty spots in the classroom, her heart tightening.
At the exact time when the weibo was posted, the children were not in the classroom.
In a fluster, Charlotte exited the app and then found the number of the children’s class teacher in her contacts and dialed it directly.
This class teacher was newly appointed. She had heard that Teacher Hughes was suddenly fired and she was asked to replace him.
"Hello, Miss Zhang," Charlotte tightened her grip on her phone as she hurriedly asked, "I just looked through the surveillance and found that Cyrus and the children were not in the classroom this afternoon. Do you know where they went?"
Hearing this, Miss Zhang paused as if to recall. After a few seconds, she opened her mouth in sudden realization, "I remember now, they weren’t there indeed. Today’s afternoon was a self-study period, the children could play freely, and they seemed to have gone to the computer room."
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Charlotte held her breath in realization, her grip on her phone slightly relaxing. She lowered her eyes and thanked her, "I see, thank you. Also, Miss Zhang, could you do me a favor and keep our conversation a secret from the children, please?"
Hearing this, Miss Zhang nodded slightly, naturally realizing that she might have her reasons, and reassured her, "Don’t worry. Also, remember to pick up your children when school finishes."
Charlotte thanked her again, sat on the sofa somewhat exhaustedly, and let out a heavy sigh.
Now she could only be described as distraught and completely drained.
The trending tags one after another were about to leave her with nowhere to hide.
However, she had no intention of exposing or blaming the children. She understood her children and knew they may have done something wrong with good intentions.
Rubbing her somewhat aching temples, Charlotte picked up her phone, clicked open weibo, and started drafting a post with her head bowed.
Her phone was still incessantly ringing, probably some people bombarding her with messages asking for the truth.
Knowing that the messages would be filled with harsh words, Charlotte didn’t bother to look and let her phone keep vibrating.
She thought for a moment, and typed out words one by one on the keyboard.
"I suppose it’s not too late for this clarification, I would like to state to all that a few hours ago there was a rumor circulating on the internet that I am the Ashton’s Miss Thompson. Now, I solemnly tell everyone, I am just an ordinary, insignificant person, not the pampered Miss of some prestigious family."
"This is purely a prank, everyone just treat it as a joke, please don’t take it to heart."
After typing these words, Charlotte leaned back and carefully read from the beginning to make sure there were no issues before clicking to post.
The system was still a bit sluggish. It took Charlotte a good while swinging her phone before the weibo post was successfully published.
After posting, she turned off her phone and placed it on the table. She rotated her sore neck, then sat down, picked up her pen, and continued looking at her design diagram.