Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1726

"Wait," Chandler called out to Adrian. "Can we talk for a minute?"

Adrian looked down, contemplating for a moment before finally nodding in agreement.

"Let's chat while we walk."

Chandler gave his shoulder a friendly pat, and the two brothers strolled side by side.

Once he was sure Priscilla hadn't followed them, Chandler began, "You know, sometimes you can't push women too hard. When you become overly fixated on the outcome, it usually backfires."

Adrian listened though his mind was elsewhere. "Don't worry. I've got it under control."

"Alright," Chandler said, smoothly shifting topics. "I'm sure you've heard that Yorga's royal family is set to visit Grand Cathay. While they're here, the Prince and Princess will choose the most talented fashion designer to establish a brand, kicking off the first industry for bilateral trade."

"Yeah, I know a little about it," Adrian said curtly.

"Yorga and Grand Cathay established diplomatic relations last year, so everything is still in the early stages," Chandler said earnestly.

He added, "Regardless of the initial investments, neither side will openly contest it. The potential profits are substantial. I need you to secure the royal family's support. Do you anticipate any issues with that?"

Adrian stopped abruptly, letting out a heavy sigh. "I wish I could give you a clear answer, but the competition is intense. Yorga's designers are also in the running, and they're tough to beat."

Chandler placed a hand on his shoulder, offering a confident smile. "Grand Cathay has always excelled in fashion design. You've got the talent—there's no reason you can't be the best."

All of a sudden, she was hit with an urge to use the bathroom, causing her to frown in discomfort.

"If you're awake, get up and wash up. After breakfast, change your clothes and come with me." Adrian's voice pierced the silence, shattering her pretense of being asleep.

Ursula felt a lump in her throat, but she had no choice but to get up. As she walked past him, her curiosity got the better of her. "Where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see when we get there," Adrian replied, taking a leisurely sip of his coffee.

Ursula stuck her tongue out at his back before marching into the bathroom. She then slammed the door with a sharp bang, the sound echoing her simmering frustration.