<h4>Chapter 157: Bite The Hand That Feeds You</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    As soon as she said that, the student took out his cell phone and found the email address of Phoebe, which was exactly the same as the one shown on the screen!


    Everyone gasped in shock.


    “How could it be Phoebe…”


    “No… it’s not me!” Trying to defend herself, Phoebe walked angrily to ire. “None of us can understand these things you did. How can you prove that you really cracked it? You just copied my ount. I know you hate me, so you are trying to nder me with this, right?!”


    After she finished speaking, her eyes blinked and tears rolled down from them. She covered her face and cried pitifully.


    The students felt that what she said made sense. Seeing her cry so aggrievedly, they couldn’t be sure that the ount had genuinely been cracked.


    After all, in their eyes, Phoebe was meek and kind. How could she do such a thing?


    “You still don’t want to give up, do you?” ire said indifferently, tapping her fingers leisurely on the desktop. “As mentioned in the email, the anonymous person transferred one hundred thousand dors to the journalist. And you are iming that I ndered you? Do you dare to show your bank transfer records to everyone?”


    Phoebe’s face became stiff and she dared not say a word.


    At this time, Jessica stepped forward. “Who do you think you are, police? You want to nder Phoebe, and Phoebe still has to listen to you? Does it make sense?!”


    Everyone was confused and didn’t know who to help.


    “Ok, I still have other ways.” ire spun the chair and faced theputer again, tapping quickly on the keyboard, and a string of codes popped out.


    Someone asked curiously. “What are you doing?”


    “I’m trying to invade the back-end system of the Capital Bank.” ire nced sideways at Phoebe. “If my guess is right, you are using a Capital Bank card, right?”


    Phoebe’s pupils shrank, and she wanted to rush forward to stop her.


    Derek suddenly stepped in front of her, saying gloomily. “I advise you not to act rashly. I will not show any pity to you.”


    Phoebe froze, her head muddled.


    What should she do? What should she do…


    A few minutester, ire seeded in invading the bank system.


    The bank cards had real names of the clients. ire quickly searched Phoebe’s ount and exported her payment records.


    The printer buzzed and slowly spat out a piece of paper.


    Dora immediately picked up the piece of paper and held it high. “Come and take a look, everyone!”


    Everyone gathered around and took a closer look, only to see that thetest record of the ount was the transfer of 100,000 dors. The recipient’s ount name was Brent Bart, which was the name of the journalist who reported the news, and the transfer time was also matching.


    “You…” Phoebe was about to speak up.


    But Dora preempted her. “What? Do you want to say that this is also fabricated? Okay, I remember the transfer records of a bank ount can be checked by phone. Do you dare to make a call in front of everyone? If it’s not possible, let’s just go straight to the bank to check it. We have to get to the bottom of this today!”


    Phoebe clenched the hem of her clothes, tears streaming down.


    But her pitiful look didn’t affect Dora at all.


    She simply asked her. “Why? You don’t know how to quibble? If you don’t speak, you’re admitting that you are the one behind!”


    Phoebe blushed a deep red and couldn’t utter a word.


    The facts were out there for everyone to see.


    Even if the students didn’t want to believe it, it was the truth.


    “Gosh! How could Phoebe do such a disgusting thing?!”


    “Sheldon is her brother! Wouldn’t she feel guilty for doing this to him?”


    “The Smiths raised her and didn’t abandon her even when they knew that she was not their biological daughter, but she really bit the hand that fed her!”