Chapter 288: Military Academy’s Combat Class Is a Masquerade?

Olivia was speechless. She had completely forgotten about this.

“I’ve scheduled the combat class for the freshmen this afternoon,” a voice said. “If you’re free, come by. It’ll only take three hours; I promise it won’t delay you.”

“Alright, I’ll head over now.” Olivia gathered the documents she had been reviewing. Although some secrets remained untold, the critical information needed to discredit Amelia wasn’t yet in her hands.

There’s no rush. What I have today is already enough to cause trouble. Even if Starlit Entertainment used Daisy as a scapegoat, it wouldn’t be easy for Amelia to regain her reputation.

With Jared taking over procurement for the new company, Olivia found herself with nothing urgent to handle. She grabbed her things, left the office, and hailed a cab straight to Borealia Military Academy.

Upon arrival, Felix was already waiting at the gate. Spotting Olivia, he quickly led her into the academy. On the way, he handed her a mask.

Olivia was confused. “What is this? Does your military academy treat combat class like a masquerade party?”

Felix was speechless. How does she even come up with these things?

“It’s because you’re a celebrity,” he explained. “Even though we confiscate students’ phones during class, you never know if someone might sneak a picture. Wearing this is just a precaution.” Hiring a celebrity as an instructor—if this got leaked, the news would blow up instantly.

“Don’t worry. You only need to wear it during class. Once it’s over, you can take it off anywhere else on campus. Just don’t let anyone catch you teaching without it.”

“Got it,” Olivia replied, casually putting the mask on. She couldn’t help but notice how strikingly, uniquely ugly the mask was; it had to be a cheap knockoff from a street stall.

Chapter 283: Military Academy’s Combat Class Is a Masquerade?

Soon enough, Felix brought Olivia to the freshmen combat training area. The students were already gathered. Kyson was chatting with a group of classmates.

“I heard the school got us a new combat instructor,” one student said. “Do you know where they’re from? Did your dad give you any inside info, Kyson?”

“Info? My dad looks at me every day like he wants to beat me with a whip. You think he’s going to tell me anything? Besides, Marshall’s coming back to the country soon, so my dad probably doesn’t even have time to care about me right now.”

“What? Marshall’s coming back? Oh man! He’s my idol, the god of military strategy! Can you introduce me?”

Kyson grimaced. Introduce you? If Marshall found out he’d only managed to get into Borealia Military Academy, he’d team up with his dad to give him a double beating for sure.

“Isn’t Marshall from that military academy?” another student asked.

“Which one?”

“The legendary one in the military academy world—Auroville Military Academy!”

“Damn! You think the school might’ve invited Marshall to be our new combat instructor?”

“Get real. An Auroville graduate coming here to teach you? Keep dreaming! They’ve probably already joined an elite unit. They don’t have time for this!”

“What? I can’t even fantasize? If the school really brought in someone from Auroville, I’d happily get beaten to a pulp!”

As the students speculated about their new instructor’s identity, the combat training area doors suddenly swung open. Felix entered, accompanied by someone wearing a knockoff mask.

“Students, this is your new instructor, who will be teaching your special operations combat class,” Felix announced confidently.

The students stared at the new instructor in the bootleg mask. They felt like they were being pranked.