Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 158

Upon seeing Helen's urgency to act, Phishie said, "Helen, hurry and help me chew them out."

"What's wrong with your idol? Why are so many people hating on him?" Helen asked.

Phishie pouted. "What else? They said that he's just a pretty face with no actual skills. They even said that he's just a useless decorative piece. Some even said he's too girly. It's really infuriating…"

"They're just internet trolls. There's no need to pay attention to them. Here, I'll help you," Helen said. She then took out her phone and swiftly typed something on the screen. Instantly, she hacked into Twitter and blocked the haters.

Phishie didn't see any more comments from the haters even after refreshing several times. "Oh, they've finally quieted down." Excitedly, she said, "They must've realized how strong I am. None of them dare to stir up trouble anymore."

Meanwhile, Helen quietly put away her phone.

…

After school ended, Jenson came to pick her up. As soon as they arrived at the Newton residence, Helen faintly heard the sound of a piano coming from upstairs. Her eyes lit up as she thought it was Chandler playing the piano. She dropped her bag and ran up.

Just as she reached the corner of the staircase, the piano abruptly stopped. Then she heard some clattering noise, and soon, the door of the piano room was opened. Tyrone came out of the room with a displeased expression. He didn't even greet Helen and walked away.

Helen held back what she wanted to say. Out of curiosity, she pushed open the door and entered the piano room. It was messy compared to yesterday. There were crumpled pieces of paper scattered on the floor, and the neatly arranged piano stand was now in disarray.

She bent down to pick up the crumpled papers from the ground. Upon scanning them, she found an unfinished piece of music.

Suddenly a staff greeted her. "Ms. Spencer, you're here."

…

While Helen was on the way to bring food to the company, she glanced at the music sheet she found in the piano room. Tyrone's piece was decent overall, but it was too ordinary. With some modification, it could be deemed passable.

With this in mind, she made some edits to it. As soon as she finished editing a section of the piece, they arrived at the company.

"Ms. Spencer, we're here," the driver informed her.

Helen quickly put the pen and music sheet into her pocket before carrying the food container and entering Newton Group.

Most of the people in the company knew her since she had attended events with Esmond. As she walked past, each of them respectfully greeted, "Ms. Spencer."