Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1208

As the end of the class neared, the lecturer had yet to arrive. Ten minutes before the bell, the students grew increasingly restless and noisy.

Just then, Hunter entered through the front door. A broad smile spread across his face as he made his way to the podium.

The classroom buzzed with excitement.

"Mr. Reddick? Could he be our new lecturer?"

"That would be fantastic! Mr. Reddick is such a nice guy!"

"Anyone would be better than Edmund!"

Such a commotion would have undoubtedly driven Edmund into a furious rage. On the contrary, Hunter held a calm disposition.

With a friendly smile, he raised his hand and said, "Alright, everyone, please quiet down for a moment. I have a few things to discuss."

Hunter was a highly regarded figure at the University of Glendale, and students held him in great respect. Even with his soft-spoken voice, the entire class fell silent almost immediately.

Hunter nodded approvingly. Contrary to Edmund's claims about the students being difficult, he viewed them as talented and promising young individuals.

"The university committee has decided that I will be taking over the specialized preparatory program from now on," he announced. "Though I may be older and not as sharp as I once was, I bring a wealth of experience. Let's stay humble and committed as we move forward together."

Hunter's words were modest yet impactful, like a soft thread of silk weaving through each student's heart, leaving a reassuring and inspiring touch.

After a brief pause, he added with a smile, "As the saying goes, a new official always makes a strong debut. So, here's my first decision—from now on, there will be no more evening quizzes or revision sessions.

"As university students, you deserve to enjoy your evenings. Balancing study and leisure is entirely achievable, and I hope you find a healthy blend of relaxation and hard work."

"Holy cow! Way to go, Mr. Reddick!"

"I love you, Mr. Reddick!"

"Yeah!"

"There's no need to be modest," Hunter insisted, pressing the stack into her arms. "I'm giving these to you because I believe in your potential. You're a standout student in the liberal arts, and I'm sure you'll catch up quickly. I've also made copies for other students, so don't worry about that."

Helen accepted the papers with a resigned sigh. "Thank you, Mr. Reddick."

"Not at all," Hunter said with a nod. He was about to continue when a voice cut him off.

"Helly!" Chandler suddenly called from the classroom door.

Helen seized the chance and quickly said, "Thank you, Mr. Reddick. I'll review these materials thoroughly. I need to get going now!"

"Of course," Hunter replied.

The moment Helen stepped out of the classroom, she handed the stack of papers to Chandler. "Hold this for me!"

Chandler caught the papers, but the surprising weight made his arm dip momentarily. He quickly adjusted his grip, steadying the heavy load.