Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1201

"Is this the typing speed of an average person?"

"I can barely keep up with a single letter..."

"Helen not only writes and composes music but is also a whiz with computers. Is there anything she isn't good at?" Edmund muttered under his breath, his bravado merely a cover.

Helen, however, completely ignored him. She logged into the website she had built, entered the incident location, and quickly extracted the video footage. After pinpointing the coordinates, she connected everything to the projector.

Two minutes later, the screen lit up once more, and the previous video appeared. Almost immediately, the five-minute clip started playing at double speed.

The video depicted the events as they unfolded—the group of people who had been kneeling earlier cornered Tommy and Bentley at the store entrance.

Once Bentley was knocked unconscious, they swiftly subdued Tommy and launched a brutal assault.

When Helen arrived, the attackers tried to turn their violence toward her. They were only stopped when a group of sharply dressed men stepped in to intervene.

The sequence of events was unmistakable—although Helen hadn't been injured, she was a victim like Tommy and Bentley; her actions were purely in self-defense.

Bentley, however, was stunned. He tugged on Tommy's sleeve and asked, "Weren't you the one who fought them off?"

Tommy shrugged. "Boss wanted to stay lowkey. I had no choice."

"What the heck? You had me serving you tea!"

"Didn't you volunteer for that? Besides, who was it that suggested I should raise your kids?"

How could this be happening? Wasn't the surveillance footage supposed to be deleted? How was it still recoverable?

Edmund was equally bewildered, struggling to understand the situation. Could Helen really be innocent?

This didn't add up. Why would Megan betray him like this?

Edmund's thoughts were in chaos, and a flicker of panic crossed his usually composed face.

Meanwhile, Jacob nodded approvingly and gave Helen a warm smile. "Well done, Helen. You've made me proud!"

After a brief pause, he turned to Edmund and asked nonchalantly, "Mr. Murdoch, don't you have something to say?"