Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1552

"So, did you reveal anything?" Helen asked.

"Not exactly," Seymour replied. "I left before he could figure anything out, so he didn't have a chance to ask more questions."

"Then it's fine; you don't need to worry too much. Just try to stay calm when you see him next," Helen said.

She then perked up, adding a few more reminders, "And remember, too much talking can lead to mistakes. Keep your words to a minimum."

"Yes, Ms. Spencer!"

…

In a high-end apartment in Glendale, Vincent sat on the couch, swirling the crimson liquid in his wine glass.

The way it sloshed around mirrored the bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, creating a striking visual.

"Mr. Whitlock, Chandler has been spending a lot of time with different women lately. He's even been staying over at their places," Maddox reported respectfully.

Vincent had already been aware of this, initially dismissing it as a tactic by Chandler to create confusion. However, he was now reevaluating the situation.

He didn't understand emotions and certainly didn't believe in true love; to him, Chandler's shifting affections were more credible than his loyalty.

Nonetheless, Chandler was still Helen's husband, and Helen was as sly as a fox. Any man she chose would have depths that were anything but ordinary. With this in mind, Vincent knew he had to remain vigilant.

"Withdraw half of the team watching the Newton family and redirect them to find Helen. Leave no stone unturned; I refuse to believe someone can simply disappear!"

The light in Vincent's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a fierce flicker of aggression. He was losing patience. If they didn't locate Helen soon, he would have to resort to more aggressive methods to draw her out.

Arabella's remark was directed at Mia, but Mia was busy sorting through documents and didn't quite hear it. "I've told you before, Mr. Tyrone is really nice!" she replied absently.

"Mhmm…" Arabella drawled, her tone teasing. "Looks like you know Mr. Tyrone best."

Catching the implication, Tyrone quickly jumped in to redirect the conversation. "That's just because we've known each other longer."

Arabella smiled knowingly, choosing not to push him. "Is that so?"

"Of course…" Tyrone's confidence faltered as he glanced nervously at Mia.

Fortunately, Mia was focused on her work and remained blissfully unaware of the tension brewing around them.