Chapter 162 Hazel Blamed It On Her Son
Maxwell had been spoiled by her mother and had never been beaten. He immediately started crying loudly, putting a soprano with a loud voice to shame.
Hazel looked distressed, "You naughty boy! I've spoiled you too much! How could you steal?"
"Hey, hey, hey..." An older woman stopped Hazel, "Kids are kids. They don't know what they can and cannot do at a young age. Maybe he liked the bracelet and put it around his neck for fun. Don't hit him."
Hazel growled, "Oh, I've indulged him too much! Otherwise, he wouldn't have done such a thing!"
Maxwell cried loudly and kept snuggling into the older woman's arms.
Eloise nudged Charlotte with a headache, "What should we do now? She must have stolen it herself, but we can do nothing about her now."
Charlotte was also a little hesitant. She frowned and didn't know what to do.
Eloise hated Hazel so much. She said, "I'm not going easy on this woman anyway!"
Cecilia said, "But we have no evidence to prove that she stole it."
Evidence......
Charlotte suddenly looked at the bracelet in her hand and at Hazel, "Mrs. Cole, you mean that Maxwell took this bracelet for fun, and you didn't know anything about it, right?"
Hazel nodded, "I didn't know he would do such a thing. I didn't even see the bracelet!" She sobbed, "I'm sorry, Ms. Lopez. It's my fault. He needs more discipline..."
"You don't need to apologize to me." Charlotte put the bracelet on Cecilia's newly bought clothes, looked at the time, and estimated that the police were about to arrive. So she said, "You can explain to the police when they arrive."
Hazel's face changed, "Ms. Lopez... The naughty boy made a mistake. There is no need to get the police involved, right?"
Others nodded. If Hazel had stolen it, it would be natural to call the police. But if a four- or five-year-old child took the bracelet out of curiosity, calling the police would be too much.
Charlotte pouted and said, "Mrs. Cole, you said your son needs more discipline. You should know it might worsen if a young thief doesn't learn his lesson in time, right? Since you haven't disciplined Maxwell well enough, why don't you ask the police to help?"
Hazel gritted her teeth secretly. She hadn't expected that Charlotte, who looked so gentle and soft, would be such a tough nut to crack. She winked at her son, and Maxwell immediately cried, "I didn't steal it! I didn't steal it!"
Hazel said, "I found it around your neck. You didn't steal it?! Stop making excuses!"
Maxwell cried loudly, "It's my brother...My brother asked me to steal it...He said that if we sold this thing, we could buy a lot of candies. He said if I helped him, he would buy me a snack... My brother told me to do it..."
Arthur's face was pale as paper now.
Even Charlotte hadn't expected that Hazel would blame it on Arthur at this time, let alone Arthur himself. After all, no one would believe that a four or five-year-old child would lie and accuse someone unjustly!
"It turns out to be him..." Someone whispered, "This kid usually looks gloomy, but I didn't expect him to steal things..."
"That's all because his mother didn't teach him well! Maxwell has been staying with him and will be corrupted sooner or later! Now that he has told Maxwell to steal things, he might even tell Maxwell to kill people in the future!"
"What a big surprise... Why did he steal the bracelet? At such a young age, he probably doesn't know whether it's expensive or not, right?"
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