Chapter 231

In November, with the office door wide open, Frankie still managed to break a sweat. Hearing Queenie's words, all he could think was, "How could Mr. Watkins not be arrogant?" The man strutted around like he owned the place!

Swallowing hard, Frankie felt utterly duped by Queenie. All that talk about seducing Lia was purely his own fantasy. So, they were causing such a commotion just because Mr. Watkins was dating Lia?

Queenie pressed on, "Mr. Thomas, we should call the cops!"

Waldron, seeing no way to quell the situation, sighed in resignation, "Even if we call the police, what could they do? At most, they'd detain him for a few days!"

Frankie thought to himself, "Who'd dare detain Mr. Watkins?!"

Daisy and Keen turned their gaze to Cordelia, their nerves on edge, when suddenly Frankie spoke up, "Call the cops? For what?"

His tone was earnest and solemn as he continued, "This gentleman, he's a special tutor I invited!"

Everyone was puzzled. Their tension turned into confusion in an instant. What was going on?

Waldron was especially taken aback, "What?"

Frankie coughed slightly, embarking on the first lie of his career, "I just wanted to see if there were any promising talents in the school this year, so I invited him over to tutor the students."

Waldron was bewildered.

Queenie was incredulous, "I don't buy it. If that's true, why didn't he say so earlier?"

Everard, given a solid cover and reason by Frankie, didn't need to reveal his true identity and simply smiled, "Did you even give me a chance to speak?"

Despite their constant chatter, not once had they asked him about his identity. And considering his apparent closeness with Cordelia, how could he possibly be a special tutor?

Waldron, though finding the explanation a bit far-fetched and wondering why Mr. Thomas hadn't informed the head of Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp about this tutor, couldn't dispute Frankie's word, "And this man is..."

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interject with a revelation that would change everything, "I have something to say... According to my knowledge, there's been a leak in Lucille's exams, and Queenie,

shocked, the atmosphere charged with tension

panic. "You...you're talking

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