Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1511

As Chandler's icy gaze swept over the woman, she fell silent, swallowing nervously. His commanding presence effortlessly crushed any defiance from the other women, plunging the entire venue into an awkward, tense silence—an unspoken acknowledgment of Chandler's dominance.

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Robert quickly tried to regain the upper hand. "This venue has been reserved by the association and is considered private property. You two have entered without permission and are disrupting our official business. If you don't leave now, I'll have to call security!"

Helen was well aware of Chandler's temperament. If security got involved at this moment, a confrontation would be unavoidable, and things could easily escalate. Such an incident would inevitably draw attention from both parties involved.

Helen had assumed Kaylee's identity specifically because there were no connections between the Terzian family and Chandler. She wanted to avoid involving him at all costs.

"There's no need," Helen said, stepping forward. "If you're all so eager to cling to this illusion, go ahead. Let's see how long you can keep it up."

With that sharp remark, she quickly exited the room.

Seeing her leave, Chandler decided not to pursue the issue and followed her out. But even as he quickened his pace, he couldn't catch up to her.

At the entrance of the building, he and Adrian watched as Helen's cab faded into the night. Their eyes remained fixed on the spot where it had disappeared, a profound sense of contemplation hanging between them.

Adrian was the first to look away. As he glanced at Chandler, he couldn't help but notice the wistful expression on his face. Irritated, he lowered his head and asked, "Are you catching feelings for her?"

"What?" Chandler replied, not quite catching the question.

"I don't like seeing you like this," Adrian murmured, disappointment heavy in his tone.

Chandler quickly understood what he meant and chuckled, teasing, "But I'm your older brother, remember?"

This blatant attempt to counter Helen's earlier doubts went unnoticed by Abraham, who was too busy calculating the benefits of having a daughter in the Piano Association. He couldn't help but envision how his family's connections would flourish as a result.

It wouldn't be long before he could finally sever ties with Kaylee's grandfather. He had worn the label of "live-in son-in-law" for far too many years; it was time to shed it.

Just then, a group of sharply dressed individuals strode in, abruptly disrupting the serene atmosphere of the hall.

"What's going on with security here? How do these irrelevant people keep getting in?" Robert exclaimed angrily, pulling out his phone to call someone to resolve the issue.

"Who among you is the vice president of the Piano Association?" the leader of the suited men asked in a deep, commanding tone.