Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1798

Jenson indeed fell for it and turned his head to complain aggrievedly, "You're the one who flirted with your first love, yet you're getting angry. Are you being reasonable?"

"You're obviously jealous." Germaine coaxed him patiently. "I had no choice; I didn't want him to send me back either. But you're so ambitious, and I can't embarrass you.

"Bryan is such an important client. He insisted on giving me a ride, and I couldn't offend him. That's why I put up with the discomfort and let him send me back."

She paused for a moment and then wrapped her arms around his neck, constantly throwing him flirtatious glances. "After being alone with someone I don't like, I realized just how much I love you.

"Do you know that I was thinking of you every minute on the way home?"

"Really?" Jenson's heart instantly softened, and even his gaze turned gentle and doting.

Germaine looked at his eyes and nodded seriously. "Yes, I swear."

Jenson felt better and reached out to fiddle with her hand, apologizing sincerely. "I was too sensitive earlier. I'm sorry that I acted rudely and made you feel upset."

As a grown man, it was quite embarrassing that he needed Germaine to comfort him. She was such a proud person, yet she was willing to humble herself for him.

Jenson vowed in his heart that no matter what happened in the future, he would cherish her.

"Silly, I'm your future wife, and I should be sensitive to your emotions. Tell me, what happened?" Germaine asked patiently.

"I probably killed someone." Jenson, still shaken, sighed again as he brought it up. "I ran over Orson."

"How did that happen?" Germaine appeared very surprised. He had only been out of her sight for less than an hour, and such a serious thing had happened.

"Everything happened too fast. I don't even know how to explain it. Helen and the others are doing the examination inside now." Jenson's mind was filled with the image of Orson covered in blood, and the guilt was suffocating him.

If it were proven that he had caused the death of Orson today, he would be guilty for the rest of his life. Fortunately, things didn't turn out as badly as he feared.

Germaine rubbed his chest, offering silent comfort. He lowered his head, and the two exchanged a smile, their love for each other growing even stronger.

"It seems like Georgia has fallen for my divisive scheme," Chandler said thoughtfully.

"Not necessarily," Helen analyzed rationally. "Given Georgia's personality, she would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go. Killing Orson might just be a way of finding a scapegoat for this selection."

"This woman is truly vicious. She just killed a person at will, not afraid of offending the officials at all," Jenson, who had also nearly become a scapegoat, muttered hatefully.

"I originally thought of using Orson to investigate Georgia's connections in the organization, but now it seems like the person behind her is far more influential and powerful than we imagined," Chandler said.

"Another possibility is that Georgia doesn't want to waste her time investigating the undercover and has shifted her focus to another goal," Helen suggested.