Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1663

"I'm just an elementary student. What could I possibly do, Mr. Talbot?" Lincoln said, his wide eyes blinking innocently, his expression radiating an air of helplessness.

Basil shot him a sharp glare, his gaze flicking back and forth as he assessed the situation. Perhaps he was being overly suspicious.

After all, what could a troublemaker like Lincoln really do to the computer system?

Still, Lincoln's calm indifference only added to his irritation.

Basil narrowed his eyes, irritation edging into his voice. "You," he said, "go stand in the hallway. You're not coming back in without my permission."

Lincoln stayed perfectly composed. "Teachers aren't permitted to physically punish students, Mr. Talbot. If you choose to ignore that, I'll file a report with the Department of Education the moment I leave. Is that really the route you want to take?"

Basil couldn't suppress a chuckle. His hands were clasped behind his back as he studied Lincoln with a mocking gaze.

A disdainful smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he replied, "Instead of concentrating on your studies at your age, it looks like you've perfected the art of making threats.

"Fine, go ahead and report me. Let's see if the board of education backs a rebellious, undisciplined student like you or a top-rated teacher like me. Do you really think you can intimidate me? Now, get out!"

Lincoln's face twisted with frustration as he shot Basil a defiant glare. Seizing the chance while Basil was momentarily distracted, he quickly signaled to Sienna.

Sienna immediately caught on, nodding solemnly. Following his cue, she pressed the "enter" key on the keyboard.

In an instant, the subordinate's face drained of color. "Mr. Talbot! We've got a major problem! You need to see this!"

"What's all the fuss about?" Basil muttered, walking back toward the desk. "If you can't delete it, just jot down a manual note. There's no need to overreact..."

Fortunately, her chuckle was soft enough that only she and Lincoln heard it.

Lincoln shook his head slightly, signaling for her to stay quiet. He then stepped forward, offering, "Mr. Talbot, I know a thing or two about computers. Would you like some help?"

Basil turned to him, adjusting his glasses with a skeptical glance. "You? Sure, you might be able to handle a few games, but cleaning up a virus? Don't make me laugh."

"If I fix it, does that mean I can stay?" Lincoln asked, laying out his terms without hesitation.

Basil raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued despite himself. "Fine. If you manage to fix it, not only will I let you stay, but I might even consider offering you a position as the school's computer teacher."

Lincoln's face remained deadpan. "I'm not interested in being a teacher," he replied. "If I fix it, all I want is for you to expel your grandson in front of everyone."