Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1279

"Certainly," Jacob said with a nod. Turning to Hunter, he asked, "Mr. Reddick, do you have any suspects?"

Letting out a sigh, Hunter replied, "Bentley has already confessed to tampering with Helen's answer sheet. But considering he's just been removed from the specialized preparatory program, I'm worried that any further punishment might be too harsh for him to bear."

"Bentley?" Jacob asked, his face betraying his worry. Given Vince's significant financial contribution to the University of Glendale, taking action against Bentley might have serious consequences.

"It's not Bentley," Chandler interjected, his patience wearing thin with the slow pace of the discussion. "The real culprit is Edmund."

"Mr. Murdoch?" Jacob asked in surprise, his brow furrowing. Just as he was about to suggest hearing Edmund's side of the story, he remembered the man's deep-seated resentment toward Helen.

It seemed believable that Edmund could be responsible for such actions. With this realization, Jacob swallowed his words and fell silent.

How could Edmund have fallen so far? It was utterly disgraceful for him to frame his own student.

"I had my suspicions," Hunter said, remaining steadfast in his commitment to justice and fairness. He was astonished that Edmund would go so far as to target such a promising student as Helen.

Indeed, someone so envious and petty had no place in education, let alone at the University of Glendale.

Jacob let out a sigh, his disappointment evident. "Why would Mr. Murdoch do something like this?"

Chandler remained silent, choosing not to elaborate. After all, malicious actions often defied rational understanding.

After reflecting on the situation, Hunter suggested a possible motive. "Could Mr. Murdoch have been sent by Howdy University to create trouble?"

In recent years, the University of Glendale had suffered several setbacks due to Howdy University's actions, including the loss of top students and faculty members.

With this in mind, it wasn't entirely far-fetched to think that Howdy University might have deliberately sent Edmund to undermine Glendale's best students.

The more Jacob considered this theory, the more it seemed to fit.

To her surprise, it was located near the National Institute of Physics. Her mind briefly wandered to Georgia, whose seemingly kind yet enigmatic face flickered in her memory.

Just then, her phone buzzed with a message from Paul, pulling her back to the present.

"Hey, boss, someone's interested in buying one of your calligraphy pieces. Are you open to selling?"

Helen quickly responded, "Who's the potential buyer?"

Paul replied almost instantly, "The buyer's ID is concealed, so I can't trace them right now. But they're offering a significant amount—one million dollars per piece."

It was certainly a generous offer.

"Go ahead and sell it."