Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1871

At the Newton residence, Helen was tending the front yard with Lincoln and Sienna when Aiden and a group of police officers stormed in unannounced.

Without so much as a greeting, they began their search.

"Where is Taylor?" the senior investigator demanded arrogantly.

"Taylor? Who's that? We don't know anyone by that name." Sienna played dumb, her big, innocent eyes widening as she looked up at Lincoln.

Just minutes earlier, Taylor had arrived unexpectedly.

After Helen had heard the full story from Abigail, she quickly hid Taylor in the basement. Having witnessed everything, Lincoln and Sienna instinctively knew to follow her lead.

Aiden crouched slightly, locking eyes with Sienna. "Lying won't end well for you, little one," he said, a smirk creeping onto his face.

Without hesitation, Lincoln stepped in front of Sienna. "Try touching my sister—I dare you."

Aiden sneered condescendingly before locking eyes with Helen. "Mrs. Newton, we're all intelligent people, so I'll be straightforward. Taylor is a key suspect in an ongoing investigation, and we have information that he frequently comes here. Please, hand him over."

Unmoved, Helen drove the trowel into the soil and brushed the dirt off her hands. "Did you not hear what my daughter said? We don't know anyone named Taylor. Now, leave."

She kept a stern expression, her frustration evident toward everyone around her.

The Morgian police were notorious for bullying the weak, particularly targeting those from Grand Cathay. In such a harsh environment, Cholonese individuals had little recourse, unable to rely on even the most basic human rights.

Helen, however, was resolved to stand firm and show them she was not someone to be pushed around.

"Stop joking, Mrs. Newton. The police have evidence. You can't just claim you don't know him and expect us to believe you. If you don't cooperate, we'll have no choice but to search the premises ourselves."

Aiden adjusted his glasses, a smug grin forming as he settled into the role of the composed villain.

He moved forward with slow, deliberate steps, standing beside Helen. His dark eyes swept across the officers below, and despite being alone, none of them dared to make a move.

After effortlessly intimidating the group of officers, Chandler leisurely raised his gaze, his eyes locking onto Aiden and the senior investigator in the distance.

"You're here to search my house, aren't you? Do you happen to have an embassy warrant with you?"

It was a simple, direct question, yet each syllable carried a weight of authority.

If they planned to take action against Chandler, they would first need approval from the Grand Cathay embassy. It was clear that not all Cholonese were people they could easily push around.

Hearing this, both Aiden's and the senior investigator's faces immediately darkened.

These men were accustomed to pushing their way through situations, unprepared for someone who knew the law. In their haste, they not only neglected to secure the embassy's authorization but also failed to obtain a proper search warrant.