Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1049

"M-Mr. Cunningham, it's not that I don't want to turn it off. There is no power button on the machine, and it can only be turned off with the remote control. But the remote control is missing!" the staff stammered an explanation.

He couldn't find the remote control because Fiona had hidden it beforehand to ensure that everyone could witness Helen's mortified situation.

"Then unplug it!" Johnny roared.

Only then did the staff react and turn off the power, successfully stopping the broadcast from continuing.

Without taking the time to explain to the guests, Johnny hurried upstairs with a trusted steward.

Helen observed the reactions of the guests in silence, but she didn't feel triumphant at all.

She knew very well that if someone else other than Otto had walked in at that moment, she would probably be deceived by Chandler's illusion. She would also be the one being condemned as worthless by these people.

The main hall was filled with people, but she felt cold all over. She subconsciously wrapped and rubbed her arms, trying to warm herself with the little heat.

Even though Fiona's outrageous act had brought disgrace to the Cunningham family, Johnny still protected her like a treasure.

As for Helen, Aaron might prefer if she never returned so that the harmony within the Boston family would not be disrupted.

Just then, a coat was placed on Helen's body. She glanced at it instinctively and then looked up, meeting Otto's dark eyes.

"There will be plenty of such parties in the future. You catch cold easily, so remember to pair your dress with a shawl when choosing your outfit. Then, you won't feel cold," Otto said gently.

As Helen looked at Otto, his face suddenly changed to Chandler's.

She then recalled the scene where she saw Otto after being drugged with the hallucinogen. She suddenly felt that she was unable to resist the changes in her heart.

She seemed to have fallen in love with the two men. But she was rational, and she knew very well that she would not be a two-timer.

"Huh?" Helen didn't get him.

"I mean, you don't have to think about being responsible to me," Otto said with a faint smile in his eyes.

"Being in love with you is my own matter. My presence is meant to solve problems for you, not to cause you more trouble. I think I haven't deviated from this original intention until now."

"What's the point?" Helen had no idea how to persuade him.

"You're not me, how do you know if I'm suffering or happy?" Otto's gaze had always been so gentle.

This gentleness was like a net, enveloping Helen little by little. It then shrank more and more, leaving her nowhere to escape.

She awkwardly turned her face away, avoiding his gaze and acting like nothing had happened just now.