Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities

Chapter 34

Helen couldn't think it through

Deciding not to dwell on it, Helen accepted Chandler's kind gesture.

With the exam approaching and her workbook nearly complete, the new one from Chandler was timely.

Upon this realization, Helen let go of her reservations and got to work as soon as she reached her classroom.

"Hey Helen. good morning!" Phishie greeted her right away and offered her favorite lollipop.

"How did you know I like this flavor?" Helen was pleasantly surprised.

Phishie was just as surprised to discover their shared taste. "Does this mean we have similar interests?" she laughed.

Helen savored the lollipop, letting the familiar taste wash over her. She had given up consuming lollipops as part of her disguise, making this moment especially sweet.

"I have many more flavors at home. I'll bring you some next time.” Phishie winked, and they shared a laugh. Anne watched from the back of the room, her eyes darkening.

She had never considered Helen a threat until Helen's abilities became apparentNôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Notably, the classmates’ attitude towards Helen had shifted in just a few days.

Moreover, Helen's fluency in Encerian overshadowed Anne, embarrassing her as the class representative. Encerian had always been Anne's strength. and she had never encountered a real challenger.

Anne clenched her fists with a cold huff, determined to surpass Helen.

“Anne, let's go to the library later," her deskmate suggested.

Lacking any interest, Anne declined. She had I Reard about her teacher, Billy Beter's return, seeing it asan opportunity to study under ao ° renowned foreign teacher. ~~

Determined, Anne resolved to practice hard and become Billy's disciple, refusing to let Helen outshine her again. Meanwhile, Helen was oblivious to Anne's thoughts. She focused solely on the Math Olympiad problems in Chandler's book.

The day of the exam arrived, and Jenson escorted Helen to the venue.

Despite seeing Helen's diligent preparation, Jenson doubted her naturaktalent for math. To him, , math wasn't just about efforts Tt required a certain innate ability.

Before leaving, he advised, "If you» can't salve the problems, just sleep on thedesk. We won't laugh atyour score. ‘As for the bet, we'll accept the outcome."

Helen raised an eyebrow, "Are you so sure I'll lose?"