Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1138

"Yeah, you're right. There can't be that many coincidences," Bentley said with a sigh. He then stretched as he got up. "Let's head out! I'll treat you to a late-night snack!"

Just then, a commanding voice rang out from the entrance, startling everyone in the café.

"Tommy—get your butt out here, now!"

At first, Helen thought someone might be coming to pick a fight with Tommy. But upon seeing his frustrated expression, she quickly realized that wasn't the case.

As she stood up and looked toward the commotion, she saw Taylor standing at the door.

"Taylor?" Helen exclaimed, surprised. She hadn't expected him to be so fierce toward his younger brother.

"Helly?" Taylor's expression softened immediately upon seeing her. He walked over and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I was on campus for classes," Helen said, giving Tommy a knowing look. "But I got bored, so I asked him to take me out for a game."

"Is that right?" Taylor asked, eyeing Tommy with suspicion.

"Yup!" Tommy replied with an enthusiastic nod.

Taylor narrowed his eyes, still somewhat doubtful.

"Do you still not believe me?" Helen asked.

"Of course I do!" Taylor replied with a sigh of relief. "With Tommy looking out for you in class, I feel much better."

He gave Tommy a firm pat on the shoulder and instructed, "From now on, whatever Helen does on campus, you need to follow her without question. Got it?"

"Got it!" Tommy said with a knowing grin. He then turned to Helen and teased, "I didn't realize you two were a couple!"

Helen almost choked on her own saliva.

"Don't get too carried away just yet," Helen advised gently. "Game development isn't just about money and effort. Without a solid understanding of game design yourself, you'll end up relying on programmers. What's the point of that?"

Tommy was deeply moved by her words, his brow furrowing as he contemplated her advice.

"Of course," Helen added, "if all you want is to enjoy success bought with family money, then just forget what I said."

Tommy, however, took her advice to heart and earnestly promised, "I understand, boss. I'll make sure to study hard from now on."

"Hey, Helly's my boss, not yours!" Taylor interjected, playfully punching Tommy in the chest. "Stop copying me, you little rascal!"

Tommy couldn't help but laugh.

He rubbed the spot where he'd been nudged, a carefree grin on his face.