Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 513

Helen doubted that Samantha could be so kind as to give her the leading role. She pondered for a moment before asking, "Are you serious?"

Samantha was devastated. But to avoid suspicion from other classmates, she forced herself to say, "Of course I'm serious. I did want you to play the lead role, but if you're not interested, I'll find someone else—"

Suddenly, Callie appeared out of nowhere and interrupted, "Go for it, Helen! Don't let someone's good intentions go to waste."

Helen reluctantly agreed, "Alright, I'll give it a try."

Upon hearing that, Samantha wanted to smack herself. She wanted the lead role for herself, but because of her mistake, she gave it to Helen.

But Samantha wasn't worried since she was the writer. She had complete control over the creative process.

Plus, she had plenty of tricks up her sleeve to make Helen's performance pale in comparison. And she was determined to prove that she was better than Helen.

"Great. Since you've agreed, join us for rehearsal this afternoon. We'll be in the main conference room at 6:00 pm. Don't be late."

At 6:00 pm, Samantha was already in the conference room. With other classmates gradually arriving, she looked around but didn't spot Helen. So, she asked, "Where's Helen? Why isn't she here?"

The classmates exchanged puzzled looks and replied, "We don't know!"

Samantha was about to blow her top when the door of the meeting room swung open, and Helen walked in. As the class event coordinator, Samantha didn't mince words as she criticized, "Helen, you're late."

Helen glanced at her watch and retorted, "It's exactly 6:00 pm. How am I late?"

Samantha finally noticed the time, and it was indeed 6:00 pm. Her face flushed instantly and she felt embarrassed by her earlier outburst.

After finishing the script, she set it aside and stood up.

"Helen, where are you going?"

"To the restroom. I'll be right back," Helen replied.

With that, she left the room. Watching her departing figure, a mischievous glint flashed in Samantha's eyes and she followed suit.

The restroom adjacent to the conference room was divided into small stalls.

After finishing her business, Helen went to leave but found the door locked from the outside. Her expression turned grim, and she shouted, "Who's out there? Who locked the door?"