Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1962

After splitting up the two lovebirds, Helen headed to the study to find Chandler.

Chandler was on the phone when she walked in. He quickly hung up and walked over to greet her.

"How are Abigail and the others doing today?" Chandler asked.

"Still the same, but I think their recovery will speed up after today," Helen replied with a meaningful smile before changing the subject. "Who were you on the phone with just now? You looked so serious."

"It was Graham," Chandler said honestly. "Our contacts back home found out that the Trinity Alliance is mobilizing a large number of people to Morg. It seems like they're planning a major operation, and I'm worried it's targeting Destiny Group."

"Have we uncovered their objective?" Helen asked.

"Not yet." Chandler shook his head. "They've been suppressed by Destiny Group for years and suffered heavy losses. They've become much more cautious and secretive. It'll be tough to gather any useful intel."

The Trinity Alliance had learned things the hard way. After experiencing Chandler's capabilities, it was natural for Georgia's people to stay low and avoid direct confrontation.

However, a problem would return unless one didn't deal with the source.

After painstakingly reducing the Trinity Alliance to its current small faction, letting them act freely might cause bigger problems later.

Georgia's organization was like a cult, capable of destroying people's minds. The longer it survived, the more harm it would do, leaving countless people wounded.

If they were left unchecked, society would eventually spiral into chaos. Chandler couldn't afford to stay out of it even if he wanted to.

That's why he could never give the Trinity Alliance a chance to rise again.

Helen thought briefly, and then her eyes lit up. She wrapped her arms around Chandler with a mischievous smile. "Silly, we have a perfect informant right under our noses.

Why not use him?"

"You mean Colin?" Chandler caught on immediately.

"Don't you want us to live openly as a family? For me to hold your hand and walk through the streets just as I am? I've waited seven years for that day. Let's risk it all and give it one last try. Pretty please?"

Her warm breath brushed against him, and her soft, pleading tone melted Chandler's resolve completely. His bones felt like jelly, and his lips involuntarily curved into a grin as he nearly lost his footing.

Chandler nodded coolly, though the raised corners of his eyebrows betrayed his true thoughts.

"You're the best, honey."

Helen was overjoyed. She stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.

Just then, Kingsley walked in and caught them. He immediately raised his hand dramatically to block his view. "Oh, oh, I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

Helen quickly let go of Chandler and stepped to the side, straightening her clothes.

"You really know how to pick your timing," Chandler said, giving him a sidelong glance. "Go on, what is it?"