Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1479

"That's settled, then," Helen said, turning to Seymour, who had also altered his appearance. "This is a critical time, so you need to stay vigilant when you go out. Don't let anyone recognize you."

"Rest assured, Ms. Spencer. I owe you my life, and I won't let you down," Seymour replied respectfully before stepping out.

As the door closed, Helen placed her hand on her abdomen, her gaze drifting downward. Starting tomorrow, she would take on the identity of Kaylee Terzian and begin anew.

Kaylee was a woman Helen had encountered by chance in Freca. Betrayed by her stepsister and boyfriend, Kaylee fell into a deep depression and ultimately took her own life by jumping into the sea.

By the time Helen pulled her out, Kaylee was already dead. In her moment of desperation for a new identity, Helen stumbled upon all of Kaylee's documents left behind in her room.

With this in mind, she decided to have Seymour craft a mask for her, allowing her to assume Kaylee's identity.

Helen lifted her gaze and scrutinized the mask once more. Taking on Kaylee's identity felt like a cruel twist of fate. But since it had come to this, she might as well settle old scores on Kaylee's behalf.

"Kaylee, I'll live your life well. Rest in peace. Those who wronged you won't get away with it."

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After the arson incident at the art exhibition, everyone expected that the circulation of fake paintings within Grand Cathay would come to a halt.

To their surprise, the organizing body led by Ashley launched an online purchasing campaign for Seraphina's works the very next morning.

They even created a dedicated website, allowing buyers to make payments and finalize transactions quickly.

Taylor's expression darkened with worry.

Despite rallying the employees at Xander Group to make purchases, the simultaneous logins caused the website to lag. Meanwhile, transaction notifications flooded the site's main hub.

Taylor didn't look up. "Buying them out is the most decisive strategy I can think of. Even if I can't purchase them online, I won't let those fake paintings leave Grand Cathay!"

Abigail rolled her eyes in frustration. She turned to the coffee table and opened her laptop, her fingers flying over the keyboard.

"Damn it! Another data error!"

After yet another failed payment, Taylor stood up in frustration, gripping his phone tightly. "This is discrimination! Pure, blatant discrimination!"

As soon as he spoke, the room fell silent. The sound of Abigail's typing filled the air, prompting Taylor to instinctively glance at her.

For a fleeting moment, he almost saw Helen in her concentrated expression. Shaking his head, he quickly reminded himself that it was, in fact, Abigail.