Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1593

Taylor withdrew the phone and stared at the photo for a while, somewhat lost in thought. "She is Abigail Fitzgerald. She's also your mommy's friend. Just like you, she is very mischievous and fearless."

Lincoln felt weird—he had just casually asked a question, yet Taylor told him a lot. "Handsome? You're the ugliest among the three of you," Lincoln commented rudely.

"What's wrong with your taste, kid?" This was the first time Taylor had been so despised by a child, so he was determined to prove himself.

"Look at this face, these pecs and abs, and also these long legs. Which part of me is ugly? I'm not boasting, but there aren't many who are more handsome than me in the entire Glendale."

"That's not true." Lincoln retorted. "I met someone who's more handsome than you after I got out of your car."

"Who is it?" Taylor narrowed his eyes, inexplicably feeling competitive.

"Here, it's him." Lincoln showed Taylor the screenshot he obtained from the coffee shop on his tablet.

Taylor leaned over to take a look—it was Chandler. Taylor gasped and had to hold back the arguments on the tip of his tongue.

"Kid, you're quite lucky to run into him." Taylor deliberately changed the subject to save his embarrassment. "Your mommy will be here tomorrow, so just stay here tonight. If you need anything, just call the server to bring it over. I'll put it on my tab."

With that, he turned the doorknob and was about to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Lincoln looked up from his tablet.

Taylor turned with a mischievous smile and asked, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with me so soon?"

"You're overthinking." Lincoln redirected his focus back to his tablet. "I just want to ask you to bring me to the airport to fetch my mom tomorrow."

"Hey, are you treating me as a chauffeur?" Taylor scowled, feeling very aggrieved. "What are you going to do if I don't come to pick you up?"

Lincoln glanced at it briefly and then scrolled down. He had learned about fashion design alongside Helen for several years, so he could tell from Chandler's attire that he was well-off.

The subsequent results were outrageous.

"Chandler Newton went out to sea with a young model late at night and didn't return for the entire night."

"Chandler Newton's marriage only lasted six months before it ended hastily. Is this a moral decline or a distortion of human nature?"

"Chandler Newton's third wife was divorced after only three months."

"They may look the same, but they are not the same. Chandler Newton divorced again after a year of marriage."

There were countless such results. In conclusion, Chandler was a womanizer who would be with anyone resembling his ex-wife, Helen Spencer.