Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1132

Helen found herself growing more intrigued.

The Xander family? Tommy?

Could Tommy and Taylor be related?

As this thought crossed her mind, Helen discreetly observed Tommy's features.

Initially, she had merely given him a passing glance and noted that he was a cheerful and attractive young man. However, upon closer inspection, he seemed oddly familiar.

The shape of his face, his eyebrows, his nose—even his hairstyle—bore a resemblance to Taylor's. While Taylor's features were more mature and rugged, Tommy had the classic look of a high school heartthrob.

Helen smiled and shook her head, marveling at the twists of fate. It was indeed a small world.

Within 15 minutes, Edmund and Megan returned with the test papers.

Each carried a bag—Edmund with the exam papers and Megan with the answer sheets. This arrangement effectively reduced the risk of any questions being leaked.

Edmund enlisted a few students to help distribute the papers. He then took his place at the front of the room to oversee the exam.

"This test has been designed by me and features questions based on fundamental topics from high school physics competitions. While the questions may not be identical, they follow the same principles. If you understand these concepts, you should be able to do well.

"The exam includes ten multiple-choice questions, five fill-in-the-blank questions, and three major calculation problems. The final question is an advanced competition problem, which is more difficult and offers extra points.

"If you find it too challenging, feel free to skip it and focus on the other questions. But be warned—if I catch anyone cheating, you'll be asked to pack up and leave immediately!"

Helen found Edmund's tone rather irritating. Nevertheless, she maintained her composure and began reviewing the exam paper.

As Edmund had indicated, the questions were all entry-level competition problems. Anyone with a basic background in physics competitions would find them relatively easy.

At that moment, the young man who had spoken to Tommy earlier leaned over and whispered, "Hey, you're struggling with this too, aren't you?"

Helen looked at him, slightly puzzled.

Mistaking Helen's confusion for shyness, the young man continued, "Don't be embarrassed. I'm only here because my dad pushed me into this for a study-abroad opportunity.

"Just fill in the answers however you can and don't worry too much. Whether you go abroad or not, you'll inherit the family fortune eventually—it's just a matter of timing."

Helen couldn't help but laugh. "You've got a pretty relaxed attitude about all this."

Suddenly, she heard a knock on her desk.

Edmund had quietly moved from the podium and was now standing directly in front of Helen. He tapped his hand firmly on her desk and warned, "Have you never taken an exam before? Talking or whispering is not allowed."

Helen remained silent while the young man next to her frowned and straightened up. He picked up his pen and began tackling the questions.

Without much thought, he glanced at the multiple-choice questions and quickly jotted down his answers. Within a minute, he had completed the first five questions.

Meanwhile, Helen went through all the questions in her mind and knew the answers instantly. However, she just stared at the test paper without writing anything.

Given Edmund's apparent grudge against her, Helen realized that drawing too much attention could lead to more trouble. It was wiser to keep a low profile for now.

After all, there was truth in the saying, "The nail that sticks up gets hammered down."

With this in mind, Helen picked up her pen and pretended to be completely stumped. After a brief pause, she flipped to the later questions and began working on them.

Edmund scanned the room and sighed in frustration. It was clear that some students were beyond redemption.

One was resorting to random guesses, while another couldn't even muster the effort to think critically—how could students like these ever hope to succeed?

He decided not to waste any more time on them and stepped aside. As his eyes fell on Megan's paper, his mood instantly brightened.

Helen was taken aback, her thoughts drifting to the classic slogan—"Have a break, have a KitKat."

Given Edmund's rigid mindset, he could certainly use a few KitKats.

If a university didn't allow students to maintain their own social circles, could it truly be considered a university?

Disregarding Edmund, Helen submitted her paper and walked out.

As soon as Helen left, Tommy followed suit. He handed in his paper without a word and exited the room with an indifferent air.

The young man who had spoken to Helen earlier also followed. With three students leaving the exam room simultaneously, the scene quickly attracted considerable attention.

"Focus on your own exam and don't worry about others. If some people choose to waste their time, that's not your concern!" Edmund said curtly, bringing order back to the classroom.

Once Helen stepped out of the building, she called Phishie.

Since Phishie was in her dorm and had no classes, they decided to meet there.

Helen brought the snacks up to her dorm. After Phishie finished getting ready, the two of them set off to explore the nearby night market.

Since starting university, Helen and Phishie hadn't had a chance to experience the nightlife on their own, so they were both thrilled about the outing.

The food district was the busiest part of the university town, teeming with lively vendors and energetic students.

The lively ambiance was contagious, making it impossible not to be swept up in the vibrant energy.

Helen and Phishie sampled a variety of snacks before arriving at a bustling stall renowned for its irresistible buffalo wings.

While the vendor prepared their order, Phishie nibbled on some fried chicken and occasionally glanced over at Helen. It was evident that Phishie had something on her mind but wasn't quite sure how to bring it up.