Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1192

Helios looked at Johnny's resolute and indifferent expression, and a cold glint flashed in his desperate eyes.

To Johnny, he was so insignificant that he could be discarded without hesitation. The Cunningham family had never regarded him as human!

He was fed up—fed up with being so obsequious!

Helios' eyes suddenly turned fierce. Clenching his fists, he stood forcefully, grabbed Johnny's phone, and slammed it onto the ground.

Johnny froze momentarily, then quickly changed his expression and taunted, "Do you think you can take me on?"

The bodyguards behind him stepped forward.

Helios suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. "You're my father-in-law, and you're even closer to me than my father. How could I ever act against you? I've just realized that I'm not worthy of Nana. I agree to the divorce."

"Oh?" Johnny looked at him with a mix of belief and skepticism. "You have no objections to leaving with nothing?"

Helios smiled while shaking his head lightly. "I have no objections. During my time at Cunningham Residence, you and Nana have taken good care of me. I wouldn't ask for more. I just have one last request—may I see Nana one final time? You know I truly love her."

Johnny's guard began to lower. If this incident blew up, it would be an embarrassment for the Cunningham family, who had taken a thief as a son-in-law. If Helios could accept the divorce, it would be a relief for everyone.

"Alright, you can go now. Don't come back after seeing her. I don't want to see you again. I'll have Becky bring the divorce papers to the psychiatric hospital for you to sign," Johnny said.

"Sure, Dad. You make the decisions. But could you lend me a car? Walking or taking public transport will take too long," Helios said gently.

"Give him the keys," Johnny ordered a bodyguard to toss the car keys over and added sternly. "From now on, I'm no longer your father. Don't call me that anymore! Take care of yourself!"

Tristan Rowe exchanged a glance with her before heading out.

Helen was absorbed in her phone and didn't notice what was happening in front. Madelyn called out to her softly, "Helen, it's time for training."

"Huh? Oh, okay." Helen snapped back to reality. She recalled she had agreed to accompany Madelyn. She put away her phone and headed toward the door.

"Stop." Edmund stopped her. "You weren't proactive during the registration. Now you want to join in for the fun? Sit back down!"

Helen paused, shook her shoulders, and looked at Madelyn for help.

"Mr. Murdoch, Helen is a top student in the liberal arts with a broad knowledge base. We agreed she would be a reserve team member, which would increase our chances of winning," Madelyn explained.