Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1389

Late at night, Chandler received a call saying that a suspicious person had been caught at the mine. Thus, he went to the mine again with Helen.

While Chandler was interrogating the person inside, Helen circled around the raw emeralds that had been unearthed outside. By the time she went back in, she was holding two stones about the size of her fist.

Chandler took a glance and immediately understood it. "Tell me, who instructed you to place these rare-colored emeralds in this mine?"

The person kept his head low and remained silent, the scene falling into a deadlock.

Helen tossed the raw stones before him and dusted off her hands. "These are found in the pile of stones at the front door; you should be familiar with them.

"Just a bit of polishing will reveal their unusual colors, and they are top-quality emeralds. But what you don't know is that we already went through that pile of raw stones a few days ago. Do you think we would be so careless to overlook these two obvious stones?"

The person's expression changed, but he still kept his mouth shut, refusing to confess.

"Mr. Sheridan, let us take him out and teach him a lesson. We'll surely get something out of him." A man of Destiny Corporation planned to use the hard approach.

Chandler pondered for a while before instructing, "Let him go."

Although the subordinate felt strange, he didn't dare to question Chandler's decision and obediently took the person out. After everyone had left, Chandler went up to pick up one of the stones and examine it.

"Who do you think it is?" Helen asked him.

Just as he reached the door, a cruiser motorcycle suddenly stopped and blocked his way. He narrowed his eyes, turning vigilant instinctively.

The motorcycle had been modified, and the rider was wearing a professional racing suit and a limited edition helmet made in Itchwin. Most importantly, a baseball bat was strapped to the motorcycle.

It was obvious that the person had ill intentions. Was the person here to mess with Taylor's boss?

Taylor took a deep breath as his expression unconsciously turned solemn. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The person wearing the helmet turned to glance at Taylor and continued to unfasten the helmet's hidden clasp, as if the person didn't hear Taylor.