Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1548

At this moment, Seymour came out of the kitchen with chicken noodle soup. He placed down the bowl and thoughtfully handed a spoon to Helen. "The chicken noodle soup is ready, and the temperature is just right to drink now."

While pondering the reason for Chandler's appearance, Helen subconsciously took the spoon and absentmindedly stirred the soup in front of her.

Chandler happened to see it, and his initially indifferent face was instantly covered by a layer of complex emotions. His eyes were dark and gloomy, as if he were about to devour someone.

Seymour sensed something and looked up. When he met Chandler's gaze, he immediately looked away guiltily.

After such a long time, the man was still so intimidating. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through their masks and pierce into his soul—it was too terrifying.

Chandler caught sight of the subtle movement, but he wasn't in a hurry to expose it.

Before long, Diana brought Abraham downstairs. Seeing her daughter standing side by side with Chandler, Diana's eyes lit up. She let go of Abraham and hurried over.

"Oh, you must be Chandler Newton. Katie often talks about you, and you finally come today. Please have a seat," Diana greeted him as she walked toward the sofa.

With his hands behind his back, Abraham was wearing a pair of reading glasses and dressed like an intellectual. He came over slowly with newspapers in his hands and scrutinized Chandler vigilantly.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Terzian," Chandler greeted them politely, but his eyes drifted past them to sneak a glance at Helen in the distance.

"Good evening. Here, have some water." Diana was smiling from ear to ear.

Abraham, however, appeared calm and responded faintly with a grunt. He sat down and adopted the demeanor of an elder. "You're Chandler Newton, right?

"I'm not interested to find out whether it is a misunderstanding or not. I'll just be clear on one thing: although our family isn't a prominent family, my son-in-law must be entirely sincere to my daughter.

"If he can't make it, I won't take him into consideration no matter how favorable his conditions are," Abraham mentioned the requirement hypocritically.

This was the requirement he had for rich men. If Katie brought home someone without money and influence, he would have a different response. For now, he certainly had to keep those words to himself.

Hearing that, Chandler lowered his gaze and thought for a moment. He then turned to look at Helen and deliberately raised his voice. "I'm true to her with all my heart and soul. I swear to God."

Helen heard it and became distracted, accidentally knocking over the soup bowl on the table. The warm soup spilled over her, and the ceramic bowl dropped to the ground with a piercing sound.

Chandler disregarded everything else and sprang up to rush over toward her.