Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1498

Chandler walked to the balcony, gazing at the bright moon outside. His dark eyes became lonely and distant.

He murmured, "Helly, was it because of Vincent that you dared not acknowledge me? I know that was you, wasn't it?"

…

After "The Heiress Reborn: Unmasked Again" became a sensation online, a publisher acquired the copyright for printing and held a new book signing event at the largest shopping center in Glendale.

At 1:00 pm, Abigail disguised herself and arrived at the shopping center. When she passed by a full-length mirror, she assessed her outfit through the sunglasses.

She wore her hair in twin ponytails and put on a plaid shirt, shorts, and white sneakers. She looked just like a typical college student—the down-to-earth type.

She nodded contentedly at her reflection, thinking that she was unrecognizable in this look.

Kaylee was getting too much attention now. If Abigail appeared in her previous image and was found out by the Fitzgeralds, it would definitely lead to trouble.

It was better to disguise herself so that she could be more relaxed when she interacted with her idol. With this in mind, she couldn't wait to meet Kaylee.

After adjusting her hairstyle, she turned and made her way to the event venue. Just as she turned a corner, she was startled by a ridiculously dressed man.

She took off her sunglasses and stared at the man for a while before realizing who he was. "Taylor?"

"No, I'm not Taylor. That's not me," Taylor deliberately answered with a hoarse voice, still refusing to admit it.

Abigail crossed her arms over her chest. "Stop pretending. Your shoes are too recognizable—the limited piece of the spring collection from a well-known overseas designer. There won't be another pair of shoes with such flashy colors in Glendale."

Taylor gave up struggling and took off the heavy hat on his head angrily. "You're really no fun. Can't we both remain mysterious?"

"I won't."

Five minutes later, a staff member led Taylor and Abigail to the door of the lounge. "Please wait here for a while. I'll go in and inform Ms. Terzian."

He then opened the door and went in.

Taylor had his hands in his pockets and proudly nudged Abigail with his elbow. "You should thank me. If it weren't for my connections, you'd still be out there waiting in line. There's no way you'd be able to meet her backstage like this."

Abigail rolled her eyes at him. "Do you think I'm oblivious? You're taking advantage of the situation, and I'm only doing you a favor. I don't owe you anything."

"You—"

"You both can come in now."