Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 182 Chasing After the Stars

swnovels.com Carmen inched closer to her before urging her, "Hurry up and tell us your plans,

Wendy,"

"Well, the multimedia classroom is small and tight, right? So, what if we move it to the spacious

basketball court?" Wendy suggested.

The moment she finished, Carmen and Cael both rolled their eyes at her. It was obvious they thought

her plan was highly unrealistic.

"How would that even work? What kind of person do you take Mr. Charles for to move his lecture

venue to the likes of a basketball court? This isn't some rural assembly, you know. I don't think we can

even persuade ourselves to make it work, much less persuade Master Henson," Cael scoffed. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"What's so wrong about that? Not only can the basketball court on campus hold a large number of

people, it's also equipped with air conditioning. Most importantly, it's huge and has a lot of nice vantage

points, where anyone can see his face clearly regardless of where they stand. So, this is a potential

solution to cater to the masses who worship the man. I, for one, think it's a brilliant plan," Wendy

argued.

"B-but most importantly, how do we even bring our plans up to Master Henson?" Carmen stuttered.

Wendy shrugged in response. "Easy, we turn to the president," she replied.

Cael shook his head after hearing that. "And why would the president even agree to such a ridiculous

request in the first place? Didn't he require for us to resolve the situation amongst ourselves? If we go

to him now and let him take the fall for us, wouldn't we just be asking for a beating from him at this

point?" he retorted.

"Well, do you two have any other bright ideas then?" Wendy looked at the two of them.

But they didn't speak. "I think this could work," Linda piped up eventually.

Cael shot Linda a look. "When did you start taking her side? You two better to go the president

yourselves if you want, because I sure as h*ll ain't going," he snapped.

"I daren't go either," Carmen muttered awkwardly.

"Then, I suppose we can split the work amongst us like this - Linda and I will discuss things over with

the president, while you two can go inform the students in the multimedia classroom about the matter. If

the president shifts the blame on us, I'll happily take the fall for the team, and make sure none of you

gets the blame. However, if the president agrees to it, I'll give you two a call so that you two can

continue clearing out the classroom.

"Also, it's inevitable that the students who've already secured their seats would make noise when the

two of you start clearing the room, so don't tell them it's by order of the university, but tell them it's by

Master Henson's orders. This way, they can't retaliate even if they're upset about the change in venue,

since usually no one would dare question his orders," Wendy explained.

Cael and Carmen then exchanged looks with one another. "Would that even work?" Cael asked.

"I told you, I'll shoulder all the blame if anything comes up," Wendy replied firmly.

The two of them fell silent after hearing that.

After leaving the office, Linda piped up, "Are we actually going to the headmaster's office for this?"

"Of course not, if I go to him now, he'll definitely explode in rage. I'll just give Henson a phone call,"

Wendy said.

"I have a few things to discuss with you, Mr. Charles," she giggled the minute he picked up her call.

"Alright, I'm listening," he said over the phone.