Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1777

"It's nothing," Sienna said innocently, pointing to the ground. "Is your leg feeling better?"

"Not yet."

"Hey, hey, hey—

"Ouch!" Taylor exclaimed.

As he glanced down, he suddenly remembered he still had a limp. His body swayed as he lost his balance, and with a loud thud, he landed flat on the ground.

Unable to hold back, Sienna covered her face with her hands but peeked through her fingers. She giggled uncontrollably, her laughter ringing out in the room.

Taylor was just too funny.

…

A week had gone by at the Cook residence in Glendale, and Chandler still hadn't submitted the selection plan as promised. With no other options left, Orson dialed his number again to check in on him.

"I'm really sorry," Chandler said. "It's the end of the year, and our team is overwhelmed with projects. We haven't been able to finalize the plan yet. Please give me a few more days, and I'll personally bring it over as soon as it's ready!"

"I'll leave it in your hands then, Mr. Chandler," Orson replied.

Once he hung up, the polite smile vanished from his face. He stared out the window at the moon obscured by the mountains, a sense of unease gnawing at him.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps drew Orson's attention. He turned just in time to see his son, Ricardo Cook, attempting to sneak past him with a sketchpad tucked under his arm.

As their eyes met, Ricardo froze, an uncomfortable silence hanging between them.

"Hi, Dad," Ricardo said respectfully, hurriedly tucking the sketchpad behind his back.

He loved his father but was equally passionate about his art. Why did it feel so impossible to reconcile the two?

Meanwhile, Orson had predicted Ricardo's response and had already lost hope.

Without saying anything more, he turned and retreated to his room, leaving Ricardo standing awkwardly in the living room with his assistant.

Once the door clicked shut, Ricardo turned to the assistant and asked, "How is my father's work progressing?"

The assistant shook his head gravely. "He's been tasked with investigating the Newton brothers, but they've found every excuse to delay things. It's putting a lot of pressure on him, and that might be why he's been so harsh. Don't take it personally."

Ricardo pondered this for a moment, a plan beginning to form in his mind.

The following day, he used his connections to infiltrate a group of reporters interviewing Helen, quietly making his way into Newton Residence.