Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1767

As the red light illuminated an intersection in the retail district, a sleek gray sports car came to a smooth stop at the line.

Jenson rested his hand casually on the steering wheel, glancing affectionately at Germaine beside him.

"You've been holding onto that dress since you got in the car. You must really love it," he teased.

Germaine beamed back at him. "The details are exquisite, and the fabric feels so soft against my skin. I have to admit, Adrian really knows what women want."

"That's nothing. If Helen were here, you'd likely consider this dress mediocre," Jenson said with a hint of pride.

He had initially planned for Helen to design a dress for Germaine, but worried about potential complications, he eventually decided to go with something from Adrian instead.

As they chatted, Jenson spotted Isabelle and Jason emerging from a nearby café with Orson. They looked suspiciously secretive, as if they were up to something.

Suddenly, a sharp horn broke his train of thought, prompting him to glance up at the traffic light. By the time he looked back, the trio had vanished.

Jenson swiftly started the car and drove Germaine to the Fitzgerald residence. Afterward, he sent a message to Chandler outlining what he had just observed.

He then made his way back to Newton Residence, eager to gather more information.

As soon as he walked in, he found Priscilla sitting barefoot, rubbing her sore feet. Her face was scrunched up in pain, creating a rather amusing sight.

"Mom," Jenson said sincerely, "thank you."

"If you really want to thank me, then live a good life with Germaine and stop getting into trouble!" Priscilla scolded.

Jenson couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't worry, I won't give you any more trouble. Let me help you back to your room."

"Well, well, looks like you've finally grown a conscience," Priscilla remarked dismissively, though pride swelled in her heart.

As she trailed behind him upstairs, she couldn't resist sharing some motherly advice. "Listen to me, son—every man needs a woman by his side. That's how a house truly becomes a home…"