Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1448

Vincent quietly walked toward Helen and extended his arm behind her. He slowly raised it and put it down as he spoke, "You have to eat anyway.

"You won't suffer any losses for joining me, and you can also save your brother, so why not?"

Just as his hand was about to touch Helen's shoulder, he revealed an increasingly intriguing smile. However, in the next moment, a hand suddenly reached out to pull his hand away.

Vincent instinctively looked back and met Chandler's dark eyes. Both of them instantly became hostile, their eyes blazing. A fight was about to break out.

"No." Helen stopped Chandler. "Don't act rashly."

Chandler's eyes turned cold as he flung Vincent's hand away. "If there's next time, you'll lose this arm of yours."

"Really?" Vincent tilted his head with a provoking gaze. "Then, let's see if you're capable of it."

Chandler tried to retort, but Helen grabbed his hand and stopped him. She stepped in front of him and said, "I can join you for a meal, but I'll bring my husband along. You don't mind, right?"

Vincent's expression changed, looking a little troubled.

"If you mind, then I'll have to decline," said Helen.

"Wait, I haven't said anything, and you're deciding for me." Vincent had no choice but to compromise. "We can go together, but just so you know, I only have enough ingredients for the two of us. He can only watch us from the side."

"No problem," Helen agreed right away.

They soon arrived at a high-end restaurant. Vincent had reserved the entire place, so there were only three of them aside from the waiters.

She glanced down at it and then turned to look at Chandler.

"If he eats it, this meal doesn't count, and you'll have to eat with me again," Vincent reminded her with a fake smile.

He would never let Chandler, who took his woman, eat his food. Never!

Chandler glanced at Vincent coldly and pondered for a moment. He then calmly took a piece of steak with a fork and fed it to Helen. "Is it nice, honey?"

"Not bad." Helen gazed at Chandler with a smile, as if Vincent was invisible.

Vincent flew into rage—Chandler actually pleased Helen with the food Vincent made, and they even exchanged flirtatious glances right in front of him?