Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1455

Abigail's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she forced a smile. "Yeah, we're definitely just good friends. I mean, you're way too weak for me to be interested in you."

She nervously downed a large gulp of her drink right after, trying to mask her discomfort.

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At Newton Residence, Priscilla suddenly found herself craving ravioli.

With that in mind, the entire family, along with some guests, decided to livestream the process of making it.

As the most skilled, Helen took the lead in kneading the dough, with Chandler lending a hand.

Adrian was in charge of preparing the filling, with Cheryl closely supervising him. To keep them from getting too cozy, Priscilla deliberately pulled Ursula over to assist her with the vegetables.

"Mr. Adrian, have you found any inspiration for the evening gown you promised to design for me? I can stop by your room later to check out the sketches," Cheryl offered eagerly.

"Sure," Adrian replied calmly. "The sketches are in my study; feel free to look at them anytime."

Priscilla rolled her eyes dramatically. "I'm coming too."

At that moment, the director announced, "Guest number two, Mr. Hobart Combes, has arrived!"

Priscilla had already gone over the show's lineup and knew it was a male guest, so she didn't have any specific expectations. Still, she glanced toward the door with the others.

Hobart appeared to be in his 30s and dressed smartly. He radiated warmth and looked approachable. His voice carried a magnetic charm that came with maturity.

"Good afternoon, I'm Hobart Combes, an interior designer. I look forward to spending these days with all of you. And Ms. Gabin, I hope we can get to know each other better."

"Oh no, how could you be so careless?" Cheryl exclaimed, concern etched on her face as she pulled out a handkerchief. Taking his hand, she gently pressed her lips to the wound.

Adrian lowered his gaze, not bothering to pull away. After a moment, he glanced back at Ursula, hoping to gauge her reaction.

To his disappointment, Ursula and Hobart were completely absorbed in their own world, laughing and enjoying each other's company.

Adrian's hand tightened into a fist at his side, the urge to storm over and interrupt them building inside him. But as an adult, he had learned to suppress that impulse.

He withdrew his hand from Cheryl's grasp and walked into the living room alone.

Cheryl was left puzzled, but fortunately, Jenson was there to lighten the mood, ensuring she didn't feel entirely neglected.

As night fell, everyone gathered around the table for dinner.