Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1469

The socialite stood before Chandler, her demeanor poised and elegant. "Hi, Mr—"

Before she could finish, Chandler brushed past her, striding purposefully toward Taylor in the distance.

The socialite lifted her champagne glass, her hand lingering uncertainly in the air. After an awkward pause, she slowly lowered it and slipped into silence.

The other socialites quickly turned back, delighting in her discomfort.

"Oh dear, looks like you've just been completely ignored! How pitiful!"

"Didn't I tell you? Chandler isn't interested in us. His standards are way too high!"

"At least I know my place. If men less handsome than Chandler don't notice me, how could I ever expect him to?"

"Still, there's something so irresistibly charming about his aloofness."

"Shut up!" the socialite shot back, her embarrassment turning to anger.

She glared at Chandler's retreating figure and added, "What's so special about him anyway? He's just a widower pretending to be a gentleman. I bet he's doomed to be alone forever!"

The socialite was entirely ready to support Chandler for life, eager to cater to his every wish and give him anything he desired—yet he had the audacity to ignore her.

She hadn't even had the chance to take off her mask!

Just as her words hung in the air, a crisp, resonant voice cut through the murmur of the socialites.

"Today, we've truly learned what 'sour grapes' mean when people fail to get what they want."

Everyone turned to see a woman in a white fox mask, casually swirling her glass, her red lips curved into a disdainful smile.

Seeing right through her facade, the masked woman let out a derisive laugh. "Before you try to hold someone back, you should know that everyone here is either wealthy or powerful. Are you sure you want to challenge me? Or would you rather come over and try to remove my mask yourself?"

The socialite certainly didn't dare to.

With both of them wearing masks, any potential conflict would have no grounds for future retaliation. However, if one were to unmask the other and reveal a powerful identity, it could lead to disaster.

Despite her pampered life, the socialite had enough sense to see the danger.

After a brief silence from her and her entourage, the masked woman cast her a disdainful smile and walked away.

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About half an hour into the party, Caroline decided to slip away to the restroom to touch up her makeup. As she stepped into the corridor, she caught snippets of Miguel's conversation on the phone.