Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1649

After Pablo was taken away, the police officers began clearing out Starlight Building, and all employees were immediately laid off.

A large group of artists blocked the entrance and refused to leave, demanding the police protect their legal rights.

"Why is this happening? Closing down the company without any explanation—are you expecting us to leave with nothing?"

"At least get Starlight Entertainment to pay us our salaries for the month before sealing the place. Otherwise, are we supposed to end up on the streets?"

"Aren't the police supposed to stand up for the people? But now, you're pushing us to the brink."

"Pay us back! Pay us back!"

The prestigious office building, which was still thriving a few hours ago, instantly turned into a hellish place cursed by many.

Helen and her group came out through the side door. Upon seeing the scene, she could only shake her head and sigh.

Over the past seven years, most of them actually had the chance to get a new job. Unfortunately, there were always stubborn people who thought that they could keep making dirty money by sheer luck for a lifetime.

Just then, the sound of captivating electronic music came from the nearby square, and a man with a deep, alluring voice started a freestyle rap.

"Yo, yo, listen up, check this out. Boys and girls, yeah, I'm callin' out. Nova Entertainment is here, no doubt. Be a looker, and get great benefits now.

"Work hard, grind, cash will flow. Big rewards if you're ready to grow. Where else are you gonna find a deal this sweet? Come on, step up, feel the heat!"

"Listen up, all the elites of Starlight Entertainment. I'm Bentley Spade, the general manager of Nova Entertainment. I'm the Wealth-Bringer, bringing blessings to you. Don't miss out on this chance, it's a win. Get in while you can, let the riches begin!"

More than half of the crowd was drawn in by the brainwashing rap, including Helen and her group. In just a few minutes, a makeshift tent was already packed with people.

Just when everyone thought Bentley was unable to handle the situation, he suddenly jumped onto the table and calmly controlled the crowd with the megaphone in his hand.

"One at a time; Nova Entertainment isn't short on money. As long as you're capable, you can definitely stay. Hurry up and line up."

Seven years had passed, and Bentley was no longer as youthful. He was well built with stubble growing around his chin, looking extremely charming. Yet his eyes were remarkably clear, creating a stark contrast.

Helen returned his shake. "I only gave Mr. Spade a suggestion, but I'm surprised that you're so bold and actually take the matter into your own hands. It seems like I didn't misjudge you."

Bentley chuckled. "You're not wrong. Although I'm not much of a businessman, I always seem to be lucky. When I set my mind to something, fate tends to give me a helping hand. Cooperating with me is the right choice."

He wasn't tooting his own horn. He was being honest.

"Then I have benefited from you instead," Helen joked politely.

"Please don't say that," Bentley responded humbly. "I've watched the live stream. You brought honor to the country, and you're a hero. I admire you from the bottom of my heart.

"Would it be possible for me to invite you to a meal as an appreciation?"