Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1686

"Ms. Terzian, I know you're exceptional, and I have no intention of competing with you. Please, give me and my two children a chance!"

As soon as Maddie said this, the paparazzi shifted their focus to Helen, casting her suspicious looks.

"Ms. Terzian, were you insulting Ms. Maddie's character due to a love triangle?" one bold reporter asked.

The others quickly joined in.

"Ms. Terzian, you have two children yourself. Don't you feel conflicted about competing with Ms. Maddie?"

"I heard Mr. Newton previously dated your sister. So, Ms. Terzian, what's your take on accepting the advances of your ex-brother-in-law?"

Helen couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't this my personal business? Do I really need to explain myself to you?"

Her dismissive attitude made it clear that she wasn't taking them seriously.

The paparazzi exchanged knowing glances and launched a coordinated assault of questions.

"As a single mother who knows the challenges of raising kids alone, don't you feel guilty about undermining another single mother's chance at happiness?"

"With you bullying Ms. Maddie like this, aren't you concerned about your children witnessing your behavior?"

"Ms. Maddie and Mr. Chandler are still engaged. Don't you fear the public backlash for intruding on their relationship?"

Unlike the sharp-tongued critics online, the paparazzi's questions lacked real bite and barely affected Helen.

"Don't blame Ms. Terzian. It's my fault for not being able to keep my partner's heart. I've stood in the way of their love, and I should have let go.

A female reporter screamed in shock, while the others stood frozen, gripping their equipment in confusion.

Chandler calmly dusted off his hands, his dark eyes glinting ominously as he turned his gaze to Maddie on the ground.

Realizing she was in the wrong, Maddie quickly averted her eyes, silently standing up and moving aside.

Suddenly, a dozen bodyguards burst in through both entrances, forming a tight perimeter around the outdoor balcony.

Terrified, the paparazzi huddled together in a cluster.

"Mr. Newton, what are you doing? We have freedom of the press…"