Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1271

Bentley was more concerned with persuading Tommy to spend the night gaming with him than with being excluded from the specialized preparatory program.

Recently, Tommy had been so absorbed in his studies that he barely had time for Bentley. With the results now in, they finally had a chance to unwind.

"Stop messing around," Tommy said, pushing Bentley aside. He leaned in close to Helen and whispered, "Boss, are you okay? Would you like me to speak with Mr. Reddick about giving you another chance?"

Helen's lips curved into a knowing smile, but she remained silent.

At that moment, Tristan stood up abruptly. "Mr. Reddick, I'd like to request a re-evaluation of the scores."

"A re-evaluation?" Hunter asked, adjusting his glasses. "You scored 104 and came in first place. Isn't that enough?"

"It is," Tristan replied with a stoic expression.

"Then what's the issue?" Hunter asked, his confusion growing.

"I suspect that one student's score may have been calculated incorrectly," Tristan said calmly.

"But I haven't announced any scores yet," Hunter pointed out.

"True, but you also didn't mention the name of a student who should have passed," Tristan added.

"I see—" Hunter's interest was instantly piqued. "Which student has impressed you so much that you're so confident in their abilities?"

Tristan took a moment before declaring, "Helen."

As soon as he spoke, all eyes turned to Helen, and a wave of gossip and speculation ensued.

"That's ridiculous!" Edmund suddenly shouted, having been eavesdropping from outside the classroom. Unable to contain himself, he stormed in.

"Mr. Murdoch, what brings you here?" Hunter asked.

"Well… I was just passing by," Edmund replied, quickly deflecting the question.

His expression hardened as he confronted Tristan. "The answer sheets were graded anonymously. Just because you think the handwriting is Helen's doesn't make it definitive.

"Plus, Mr. Reddick personally verified the scores. I can tolerate you dismissing my authority, but questioning Mr. Reddick's integrity is absolutely unacceptable. Besides, Helen hasn't raised any objections herself. What right do you have to make these claims?"

"Who says I have nothing to say?" Helen interjected firmly as she stood up.