Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1075

Although the mask had no hair, its features gave it a remarkably refined appearance.

As Seymour placed the mask on a mannequin, it immediately took on a lifelike quality. Despite the mannequin's unblinking eyes, the mask conveyed an uncanny sense of realism.

"It's truly a masterpiece," Helen remarked in admiration.

"Absolutely. This craft has been passed down through my family," Seymour said earnestly. "However, this mask only replicates your outward appearance. To truly capture your essence, the wearer would need to spend a lot of time with you and closely study your mannerisms."

Helen nodded. "It's impressive, but there's always room for enhancement, isn't there?"

"Are you still not satisfied?" Seymour, who took great pride in his craft, was surprised by Helen's high standards. "With this mask and a custom hairstyle, it would be almost impossible for anyone but your closest acquaintances to detect the difference."

"You said yourself that close acquaintances might be able to tell," Helen replied, her expression growing serious. "If they notice anything unusual, the disguise will be ineffective. I need it to be flawless."

Seymour sighed and agreed, "Alright, I'll make the necessary adjustments. It's been a while since I've done such detailed work; it's quite the undertaking."

"How long is 'a while'?" Helen asked, raising an eyebrow. "Has someone else requested a similar job?"

Seymour chuckled mischievously and replied, "That was before you came along. I take client confidentiality very seriously, so I hope you'll understand if I keep a few things to myself."

"That's acceptable," Helen said calmly. "As long as it doesn't interfere with my affairs, I won't mind any side projects you take on."

"You truly have a heart of gold," Seymour said with a playful grin. "With your generosity, I'd be thrilled to stay on your payroll for life!"

"Save your flattery," Helen said, handing him a bank card. "I'm only interested in results—nothing else matters. Don't be stingy; use whatever is needed and get this done as quickly as possible."

"No…" Mia replied, her voice tinged with hesitation.

"Alright then, we'll be in touch. Talk to you soon, Mia."

Before Mia could respond further, Helen had already ended the call. As Mia looked at her phone's dial screen, confusion set in.

Could this be a scam?

How could she be earning a salary without having set foot in the company yet?

Was this some kind of pyramid scheme?