Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1832

As Lucy turned her head slightly, she noticed Taylor standing just behind her. Their bodies were close, but he kept a respectful distance, his deep, magnetic voice clear in her ears.

"Stand up straight, or you'll waste energy. Keep your arms steady and close to your body when you swing—don't let your hands drift. Take smooth, controlled steps, and release the ball quickly. Use your left hand to help maintain your center of gravity. Now, give it a try."

Following his guidance, Lucy adjusted her stance. After a brief moment, she took four steps forward and sent the ball rolling with confidence.

It raced down the lane, swiftly knocking down half the pins.

"Yes!" Lucy cheered, jumping in excitement.

"Is that all it takes to make you happy?" Taylor teased.

"Contentment is the key to happiness, right?" Lucy said with a cheerful grin. "So, what brings you here?"

"If I told you it was a coincidence, would you believe me?" Taylor shrugged, his expression a bit awkward.

"I would," Lucy responded, her smile as bright as a child's. "It just proves we have a strong connection, doesn't it?"

Taylor stared at her innocent face, suddenly feeling deflated. "Alright, fine. I'll be honest. I came here on purpose to bump into you. I know you're the second young lady of the Hunt family, and I was hoping to meet your father through you."

"I figured as much," Lucy said, her smile growing wider at his confession.

"You knew?" Taylor asked, his confusion evident as he tried to figure out where he had slipped up.

"This club has very high entry standards, and I'm acquainted with most of the members. So when I saw you, I knew it wasn't just a coincidence," Lucy explained, her smile unwavering. "But I appreciate your honesty. I'll be direct—my dad's business is off-limits for me, so I can't help you. Sorry."

"It's alright, I should be the one apologizing," Taylor said, feeling a bit embarrassed. It was ironic—he had an agenda of his own, yet somehow, she was the one offering an apology.

"Even if business is off the table, can we still be friends?" Lucy asked, her boldness shining through.

"Absolutely," Taylor replied, no longer hesitating. He quickly shared his social media handles, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

As they kept talking, he taught her a few more bowling techniques.

In front of his younger relatives, he always played the role of the wise, understanding older brother.

Lucy's lips curled into a faint smile, not bothering to deny it.

Aiden chuckled softly, taking the opportunity to nudge her toward Taylor. "Young love can be fleeting, so if you're interested, you should make your move. Lately, I've been going on a lot of dates with Abigail.

"Maybe you could invite him out sometime, and we can all hang out. Seeing the chemistry between me and Abigail might help things along for you two."

"But I'm not sure he has the time," Lucy replied, recalling that Taylor had mentioned he was planning to return to his home country soon.

"Opportunities don't wait," Aiden teased with a knowing smile.

"Alright, I'll give it a try," Lucy said, now persuaded by his advice.

With no specific plans and unaware that Aiden would be there, Taylor agreed to the invitation when he received Lucy's call.