Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

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.

"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.

"Easy, we

even agree to such a ridiculous request in the first place? Didn't he require for us to resolve the situation amongst ourselves? If

other bright ideas then?" Wendy looked

think this could work," Linda piped

better to go the president yourselves if you want, because I sure as h*ll ain't going,"

go either," Carmen muttered

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

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

one another. "Would that even work?" Cael