Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1667

But soon after, Basil pushed his suspicions aside.

Everyone at the school, and throughout all of Grand Cathay, knew that Chandler's heart belonged to Maddie. It was clear to all that her children were destined to become part of the Newton family.

Today, Basil had simply been unfortunate enough to cross paths with Chandler at a time when he was particularly bent on vengeance.

Just two minutes later, Ainsley Fickleman, the principal, arrived at the scene in a flurry.

"Mr. Newton, I had no idea you were here! Please accept my apologies for the delay—I'm terribly sorry for the lack of courtesy!"

Ainsley had been in the middle of a bathroom break when he caught wind of Chandler's plan to demolish the entire school. He hurried over at once, his stomach still in knots.

"There's no need to continue," Chandler said, raising his hand to stop him. "Mr. Fickleman, I've always respected your school. When I tried to recommend two students for the advanced classes and the admissions office informed me they didn't meet the criteria, I didn't press the matter.

"But today, Mr. Talbot here tried to expel my friend's children without any justification. He's putting on quite a spectacle of betrayal and even went so far as to threaten me if I interfered.

"I'm honestly shaken—traumatized, really. My only request is that you expel his grandson and fire Mr. Talbot. That's not too much to ask, is it?"

"Huh…" Lincoln stared at him, disbelief written across his face. Who would get "traumatized" and then act so arrogant about it?

Despite the tension, there was something oddly satisfying about the moment. It dawned on him then—Chandler wasn't exactly a stranger after all.

"What nonsense!" Basil bellowed, his face contorted with rage as he jabbed a finger at Chandler. "Mr. Fickleman, don't listen to him! I've shown him nothing but respect! What kind of grown man gets 'traumatized' like this? He's straight-up threatening us!"

Chandler raised an eyebrow at his words. With a flourish, he clutched his chest in mock distress, wincing dramatically. "Oh dear, my poor heart is racing again! Mr. Talbot, please… calm down."

"Huh?" Basil was completely thrown off. What in the world was going on? Had Chandler lost his mind?

"Haha…" Sienna couldn't hold back her laughter, quickly covering her mouth.

Chandler was just too charming; it was impossible not to be entertained.

As Chandler turned to face Ainsley, his expression returned to one of seriousness. "So, do you believe me now, Mr. Fickleman? The fact that he dares to intimidate me right in front of you only shows how emboldened he feels when you're not around.

"Firing someone like that would be a good step toward restoring the integrity of this school's staff, wouldn't you agree?"

"We've already removed his student record," Ainsley replied, patting his chest confidently. "You can rest assured."

Chandler felt a sense of satisfaction. "Now that this matter is resolved, I won't keep you from your duties any longer, Mr. Fickleman. I have an appointment with Ms. Terzian. Is it alright if I take the kids with me?"

"Of course, no problem at all," Ainsley replied eagerly, even stepping forward to help carry Lincoln's bag.

With that, Chandler led Lincoln and Sienna toward the exit.

Just as they reached the door, Lincoln suddenly paused and turned back. He pulled the invoice from his bag and presented it to Ainsley.

"What's this?" Ainsley asked.

"Mr. Talbot damaged my computer and promised to compensate me double. Ms. Guthrie was a witness as well. Mr. Fickleman, I'd appreciate it if you could act as a middleman and help me recover the money."

With that, Lincoln gave a polite bow and quickly dashed out the door.