His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 22: I am Her Guardian

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: I am Her Guardian

Chapter 22: I’m Her Family Member

Chloe Collins spoke faintly: "Almost, I guess."

The Physics teacher’s face took on a subtle expression, letting both of them sit down for now, but declared that Chloe Collins would stay behind after class.

No one was surprised; in their eyes, it was a matter of course.

This Physics teacher would hold tutoring sessions for some students after almost every class. Naturally, those who were held back had poor results.

Those who were lucky enough not to be kept behind felt a sense of superiority.

After the two sat down, the Physics teacher turned around and, using the textbook, filled in the solution steps for the second problem on the whiteboard. The students all lowered their heads to copy.

In the end, he wrote "=" directly in front of Chloe Collins’ answer.

Everyone stared blankly, forgetting to copy.

"Teacher, is that the correct answer?" someone raised their hand and asked.

The Physics teacher nodded, "Yes, Chloe Collins’ answer is correct. The solution steps are here. You can all take a look. This is a competition problem; it generally won’t be on the exam, so there’s no need to copy."

For a moment, the classroom was so quiet you could hear the sound of a gentle breeze coming in.

Suddenly, the sound of someone’s pen dropping could be heard clearly.

Raine Nolan’s face stiffened as she forgot to pick up her pen.

She turned around, looking at Chloe Collins in disbelief.

A mocking laughter escaped her lips.

Her?

She wrote the correct answer?

The students of the key class all had the same expression: disbelief.

Everyone tried to come up with a reasonable explanation.

Students of the Ordinary Class showed off their triumph, smiling.

Students of the Dreamers class... showed no interest in studying, each playing on their own.

Chloe Collins, how did you work it out? It’s amazing," someone from the key class couldn’t help but ask.

Chloe casually glanced at those eyes as big as bronze bells, easily sensing the alertness and hostility within them.

She leisurely said: "I’ve seen it in a tutoring book before."

Everyone: "..."

The people of the key class all breathed a sigh of relief together, and then laughed.

Raine Nolan picked up the pen, turned her head to Anders Spence, and said with a smile, "My Cousin works really hard, often staying up late to study. She reads even more tutorial books than I do."

Anders Spence glanced at Chloe Collins, revealing an indescribable look.

"No matter how hard people with no ability try, it’s useless," Cherry Foster scoffed coldly.

The Physics teacher didn’t say anything but just gave Chloe Collins a deep look.

The long class finally ended when the bell rang.

In total, five people were held back after this class—all from the Ordinary Class. Dreamers class students usually wouldn’t be kept behind, because the teachers knew that they were not interested in studying, so it would be useless to keep them.

As Chloe Collins wondered how to escape, her phone suddenly vibrated.

[I’m waiting for you outside the school gate—Alexander Foster]

This guy... really doesn’t give up on the idea.

Chloe Collins replied casually.

[No time, teacher is keeping me after class.]

Now he should give up, right?

As expected, Alexander Foster didn’t respond again.

In a short while, the Physics teacher walked over and sat down beside her.

"Chloe, just now... "

"Teacher, I have an urgent matter to attend to. I have to leave," she said.

"A student’s primary task is to study. You can leave in half an hour. Tell me first, how did you solve the problem just now?"

"I already told you, I’ve seen it before."

The teacher laughed, "You child, still pretending. That problem is not a competition problem at all. It’s a new problem several teachers and I came up with together. Tell me, where have you seen it?"

Chloe Collins wasn’t surprised; she just said, "Teacher, I really have an urgent matter."

The Physics teacher saw her like this, so he had to say, "Then let your family talk to me. If they let you go, I’ll let you go."

As he was speaking, there was a knock on the classroom door.

Both of them looked over and found an elegant and charming man standing in the doorway.

Alexander Foster walked over, his indifferent gaze landing on the teacher’s face, "I am her family member, and I’m here to pick her up."