Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1225

Helen pictured effortlessly removing the mask, but in reality, Otto's head remained firmly in place. As her hand slipped, she accidentally messed up his meticulously styled hair.

The atmosphere in the car grew tense, as though the air had suddenly frozen.

Helen paused, awkwardly pulling her hand back.

Unfazed, Otto smoothed his hair and relaxed into his seat.

"It's not your fault," he said with a casual shrug. "I was dealing with urgent issues last time, which is why I sent Graham in my place. I understand your concerns and will ensure they are taken into consideration."

Following the incident, Otto had Seymour work through the night to modify the mask's disassembly mechanism. Now, only Seymour and Otto knew how to remove it.

Helen remained silent, her conviction that Otto wasn't Chandler growing stronger with each unfolding event.

As Otto was about to say something more, he noticed Helen pulling out her phone, clearly signaling her lack of interest in continuing the conversation. He hesitated and decided to hold his words.

A few minutes later, Hannah Mitchell tweeted, "Thank you for your support. Remember, I'm just an ordinary person. I hope you'll direct your energy toward your own lives and goals rather than keeping up with my every move.

"Starting today, I will be donating all my income from songwriting and composing to set up a scholarship fund for the Physics Faculty at the University of Glendale. I encourage everyone to apply."

Helen wanted to inspire more students to pursue physics and tackle the growing shortage of professionals in the field.

Her efforts were also a strategic response to Megan's observations. In recent years, the University of Glendale had lost a substantial number of prospective students to Howdy University, especially in the Physics Faculty.

What was troubling, however, was that many of these students seemed to vanish from the public eye and fade into obscurity after joining Howdy University.

Clearly, something was amiss. Helen was determined to protect these promising students and investigate what was happening at Howdy University.

Helen reacted quickly, evading his attack. He missed and instead knocked over the makeup table, sending products flying across the floor.

"Who are you?" Helen demanded, her voice trembling with alarm.

The man scrambled to his feet, his laughter tinged with madness. His eyes gleamed with a mix of greed and obsession as he exclaimed, "Hannah, I'm your number one fan! I've followed you for six years, never missing a song or fan meeting. My love for you is immense! Please, just let me hug you this one time!"

Helen was stunned, realizing she was dealing with an obsessive fan.

"Sir, please calm down," she said, her voice composed but resolute. "Trespassing is against the law. You need to leave right away."

"I'm not going anywhere!" the man shouted, moving closer with his arms open wide. "No one loves you more than I do. Will you be my girlfriend? I'd give you everything—even my life!"

As he spoke, he drew a knife from his pocket and drove it into his left palm. Blood started pouring from the wound almost immediately.