Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 17

Chandler looked at Helen. Her lips were pale, sweat broke out on her forehead, and she moaned in pain weakly. Her eyes were closed as if she was unconscious, but she was clutching his clothes tightly.

Helen had heard the faint sound of the door opening earlier, so she deliberately angered Yvette. It turned out that she was right.

She took a deep breath, feeling that her face still hurt a little.

Chandler gently put her in the back seat, asking softly, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

She was a little stunned. "No."

He frowned but said nothing, driving her back to Newton Residence.

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Returning to the room, Helen took out her phone and saw dozens of messages from Taylor.

"Helly, how are you? Were you saved?"

She replied, "Yes, but I was hurt."

He made a crying emoji and wrote, "Helly, you're so miserable! Do you need my help?"

"I can handle it myself. You don't need to follow up."

"Okay, call me if you need anything," Taylor replied flatteringly.

After Helen finally finished messaging him, she made a phone call.

The other party was angry after hearing what had happened to her. "Yvette Smith, right? I'll take care of the aftermath!"

"Thank you then," Helen coquettishly said.

"By the way, Helly, I'll be at Aguilisco to meet an old friend. I'll see you then!" the person on the other end of the phone said dotingly.

"Okay, I'll take you around to have fun then!"

"Okay," Helen agreed quickly, wanting to drive Chandler out of the room.

She quickly entered her phone number into his phone and gave it back to him. "Good night, Chandler."

Looking at her smiling face, he reminded her, "Remember to take the medicine."

After leaving her room, he went to the study when his assistant called, "Mr. Chandler, there's no one at Smith Residence. It's strange. Did they run away?"

Within a few hours, the Smith family was nowhere to be found. Obviously, someone got the quick news and took action first.

Chandler remembered that Helen was on the phone just now. Her tone was so happy that it didn't seem like a harassing call. There must be something weird about her when she was being so secretive.

The assistant continued, "Do we need to investigate their whereabouts?"

He replied in a deep voice, "Stop investigating the Smiths first. Go investigate Helen..."