Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1307

An unlimited check was definitely something Sadie could use right now.

She examined the check intently, deep in thought. Regaining her composure, she looked at Colin with a wary expression. "So, what's the catch?"

Sadie wasn't naive; she knew that accepting such a generous offer likely came with strings attached.

Colin shook his head and said, "For me, spending a bit of money to build a friendship is a worthwhile investment. So please accept it without concern, Ms. Fletcher. You can be assured that I won't impose any unreasonable demands."

"Whether it's unreasonable or not is for me to judge, isn't it?" Sadie remarked arrogantly, as if money were of little importance. "Mr. Craig, I'd appreciate it if you could state your conditions clearly so I can assess if this arrangement is feasible."

Colin sighed regretfully and conceded, "Alright, since you're so insistent, I'll admit there is a small condition. I'd like you to play through a game called 'Doomsday Arrival' from beginning to end and provide me with a detailed report on your experience."

"Is that all?" Sadie asked with a hint of skepticism. "Even though my IQ might be above average, I'm not more experienced in game testing than professional reviewers. Why choose me?"

"Because you're exceptional, Ms. Fletcher," Colin replied with a serious tone. "It's not me who chose you—it's the game."

Sadie didn't fully understand the implications of Colin's words. Nonetheless, she naturally assumed that the game was highly complex and intended for people with exceptional intelligence.

"Alright," Sadie said as she took the check. "There's no such thing as a free lunch, after all. I'll treat this money as a loan, with the game and the report as interest. Once my finances are in order, I'll repay you."

"Take your time," Colin said, savoring the rich aroma of his coffee as he held it up to his nose. His sharp gaze remained fixed on Sadie, like a predator watching its prey.

Their alliance was about to grow with a new addition.

Meanwhile, Kyle was also intrigued by the generous offer. Observing Helen's displeased expression, he couldn't resist teasing her, "Iris Void? That sounds like it could be one of your secret identities.

"Maybe I should start calling you 'Miss National Beauty' from now on. Hold on, is it possible that you're actually Iris?"

After spending over six months with Helen and seeing her adopt countless personas, Kyle was used to her shifting roles. If someone claimed she was an alien, he'd probably buy it—assuming aliens were female.

Helen decided to ignore the question and quickly changed the subject. "You have a secondary Instagram account, right? Maybe you should handle this task. Send me the details of your alternate account right away."

"My alternate account?" Kyle raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that a bit underhanded? Members of SK Group don't usually engage in such tactics."

"Why bother talking about integrity with someone who lies through their teeth?" Helen narrowed her eyes, gripping Kyle's shoulder firmly. "Please don't make things difficult now."