Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1283

"Mia, aren't you tired of being buried in work all the time? Don't you wish you could spend some time with your boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend? I'd almost forgotten about him," Mia said, adjusting her glasses without looking up. "As a manager, there's hardly any time for romance. Besides, he's been swamped with gigs lately, so he's probably just as busy as I am. When would we find time for a relationship?"

"No matter how busy you are, there's always room for a phone call or a video chat," Helen pointed out with a knowing smile.

"Helen, we're not like you. You're exceptional and accomplished, while we're just ordinary people trying to make our way through this challenging world. If we don't put in the effort now, when will we? As long as Scott cares about me, whether we talk often or not isn't a big deal," Mia said earnestly.

Just as Helen was trying to get Mia to think about other aspects, a knock echoed at the door. They turned to see Tyrone entering with a cake in hand.

"Afternoon tea is served!" he announced cheerfully. "Ladies, take a break and enjoy."

Leaning in with a playful grin, Helen whispered to Mia, "See? If someone truly wants to see you, they'll always find a reason to show up."

Still not catching on, Mia responded with a hint of innocence, "That's so true. Mr. Tyrone is really kind to you!"

Helen blinked in confusion. "Is that what you thought I meant?"

"Wasn't it? Anyway, don't get too hung up on the small stuff," Mia said, giving Helen's shoulder a comforting pat.

She then casually took the two pieces of cake from Tyrone's hands. "Thanks, Mr. Tyrone. Which one is the sweeter option?"

"The one on your left," Tyrone remarked with a warm smile.

"That's true," Helen said pointedly. "With a trainee's salary being what it is, it's no surprise that Scott has been discreetly taking on lucrative jobs from wealthy women. But honestly, it's not a big deal. He's doing it all for Mia's future, after all."

"Future, my ass!" Tyrone suddenly erupted, his frustration apparent. "If he's sacrificing his dignity, what future is there to discuss?"

Helen's lips curled into a slight smile as she teased, "Why are you getting so worked up about someone else's relationship? They both know exactly what they're getting into. Do you understand?"

"I'm not upset," Tyrone shot back, his expression darkening. "I just remembered I have another gig this afternoon. I need to leave," he added tersely.

With that, he turned and made his way to the door.

As he walked past her, Mia greeted him, but he didn't acknowledge her.