Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 178

Meanwhile, in another estate at the foot of a hill in Willowbrook, Chandler checked the address in his hand. After confirming the address, he pressed the doorbell.

A staff opened the door. Upon seeing Chandler's unfamiliar face, she asked in Encerian, "Sir, may I know who are you looking for?"

"Is this Mr. Peter's house?" asked Chandler in fluent Encerian.

Upon hearing Chandler speak, her eyes lit up with excitement. She then asked fluently in Cholonese, "Are you Mr. Chandler, the distinguished guest Mr. Peter mentioned?"

Chandler nodded, and the staff led him inside.

"Mr. Chandler, please get in the carriage," the staff said respectfully.

Chandler was puzzled. "May I ask where we are going?"

The staff explained, "Mr. Peter requested us to bring Mr. Chandler over if you come. You'll know once we arrive."

Chandler then boarded the carriage, and the coachman drove along the path. He took the opportunity to tour the estate.

The estate was huge, stretching as far as the eye could see. There were grapevines with green and purple grapes hanging from pergolas and a patch of sunflowers that faced toward the sun.

However, the most impressive was a field of lavender in purple, resembling a beautiful painting.

"Mr. Chandler, we've arrived," the coachman informed Chandler, stopping the carriage in front of the castle.

Chandler looked up at the castle, feeling somewhat curious. He wondered who exactly Mr. Peter was. Why hadn't Esmond ever mentioned him before?

With his curiosity ablaze, Chandler got off the carriage.

Chandler turned around, coincidentally seeing the bicycle charging toward him.

In the nick of time, Chandler caught Helen. The two tumbled to the ground, rolling several times before they came to a stop.

As Chandler held Helen, he felt a familiar sensation surging within him. Just as he was about to say something, Helen pushed him away abruptly.

She stepped back several steps and said, "I'm… I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

Helen deliberately turned her face away and quickly got up from the ground. "I'm sorry for bumping into you," she apologized again.

Before Chandler could respond, she hurriedly went to pick up her bicycle. Chandler watched the figure in front of him, feeling an extreme sense of familiarity.

If it weren't for the face, he would almost have thought that the woman in front of him was possessed by Helen.