His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 295: This is Really Inexplicable

Chapter 295: Chapter 295: This is Really Inexplicable

Chapter 295

Furious, she immediately turned off her phone and threw it into the drawer!

She could reluctantly bear Cherry Foster being above her, but what on earth were Chloe Collins and Wanda Wesley?

There must be something wrong with this competition question!

All she could hear were discussions about Chloe Collins. Fed up with it, she stood up and left, heading for the restroom.

Just as she arrived at the entrance, she bumped into Chloe Collins coming out.

Chloe glanced at her indifferently and continued walking.

Raine Nolan stepped forward to block her path, scoffing, "You must be very proud of yourself now!"

Chloe looked at her coldly. After a while, the corners of her lips curled up in a slight smile. "Hmm...getting first place does make me quite happy."

"You..." Raine’s heart sank.

Her eyes turned red with rage. "Don’t get too arrogant, I’ll take back that first place eventually, you’ll see!"

There’s still the finals. Her humiliation and unwillingness to accept defeat would be resolved in the final round!

"What do you mean ’your first place’? It’s not Chloe’s fault that you can’t get first place, right? Don’t forget that you’re fourth. Apart from the first place, there are also second and third in front of you. If you’re not skilled enough, just admit it, and stop throwing a tantrum just because you can’t get first place. It’s really ridiculous." Layla Lowell interrupted as she approached.

Chloe had been in the restroom for too long, so she decided to come and see if there was something wrong, and unexpectedly encountered this scene.

Layla always spoke her mind. When she got mad, she just let it out bluntly.

Raine’s nostrils flared in anger, "I’m talking to her, not to you!"

"Hey, you..." Layla involuntarily took a step forward.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Chloe said, "Let’s go, it’s not worth it."

After uttering those words, Chloe left. She didn’t get angry or even seem bothered, which made Raine seem petty by comparison.

Layla held back her temper and was about to leave when she couldn’t help but turn back to Raine. "If you want to compete, then compete fair and square. Don’t resort to dirty tricks. If I catch you..." she added, flashing a flippant smile. "You’re done for."

Raine laughed sarcastically while staring at Chloe’s figure disappear, her laughter growing louder.

A cold glint flashed in her eyes. "You are forcing my hand."

Back in the classroom, Chloe received a message from Heijii.

[Thanks, boss. It’s all sorted.]

She didn’t reply to the message, simply throwing her phone back into the drawer.

Just before, while she was in the middle of a lesson, Heijii suddenly sent her a message. Apparently, some bored fellow had posted a bounty post on a hacker forum seeking the identity of a unidentified street racer, which was actually him, Chad Lowell.

Since all the surveillance footage had been tampered with by Chloe, they couldn’t find a single lead.

Shockingly, this incident escalated when a familiar fellow on the forum claimed that the car looked like his.

That’s right, they directly exposed his name!

Therefore, the hackers directly targeted him and started investigating him!

Heijii was seething with anger, wondering who had exposed him. After a while, the same person sent him a link asking if he was the car owner.

That person turned out to be a colleague from the technical department at LM.

Ignoring him for the moment, Heijii sent a message to Chloe.

Chloe camouflaged his past deeds well enough to keep them hidden, cleaning up his information after getting his message.

Now, at most, everyone would think he was a street racer. Chad Lowell didn’t care about this, all that mattered was that his past was not brought to light.

At this moment, Keith Grant came in with the Chemistry competition’s certificates to distribute to the winners.

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