Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1911

"It's the Hollands! I'm from the Holland family!"

The bald man's answer was exactly what Chandler had expected.

"Ah!"

The bald man screamed once more, tears welling in his eyes as he sobbed. "You deceitful Cholonese have no honor! I've told you everything, and yet you still resort to torture!"

James quickly withdrew his hand, looking up at Chandler with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, I got carried away."

Chandler didn't spare him a glance. "How annoying," he muttered before guiding Helen inside.

Understanding the cue, James delivered a punch that knocked the bald man out cold. He and Reggie then grabbed the two men and dragged them down to the basement.

"Why would the Holland family target me?" Helen asked. Though she knew of the faction, she couldn't recall any direct conflict with them.

"It's not you they're after; it's me," Chandler replied firmly, pouring Helen a glass of water. "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Seeing his calm assurance, Helen didn't press further.

Upstairs, Lincoln watched as James and Reggie moved toward the basement, an idea suddenly forming in his mind. Without wasting a moment, he turned and dashed to his room.

Sensing something was off, Sienna quickly followed him.

A few minutes later, the two children raced down the stairs and headed for the side door.

"Lincoln, slow down! Don't make your sister trip!" Helen called out, but her words fell on deaf ears. In the blink of an eye, they were already out of sight.

His limbs moved erratically as he scratched, hoping it might somehow alleviate the intense itching. Frustrated with the lack of relief, the bald man pressed his face to the ground, rubbing it desperately. But no matter what he did, the itching wouldn't stop.

In his desperation, he continued dragging his face along the floor. "I've told you everything! I've said it all! Just kill me… kill me now…"

Lincoln remained still, his expression unmoved by the scene unfolding before him.

The drug was clearly working as intended.

Before Helen and Chandler returned, James had already briefed Lincoln and Sienna, explaining that these men were responsible for planning Helen's kidnapping. In their eyes, these men had earned whatever punishment they were about to receive.

Though Sienna understood that these men had done wrong, she couldn't bear to watch them suffer. She quickly raised her hands to cover her eyes, unable to watch any longer.

Noticing her discomfort, Lincoln let out a sigh. He took her hand and led her out of the room.