Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1965

"Helen's right. Once they're back, I'm quitting too! I'll travel the world with Connie!" Dominic said without a second thought.

"Dominic, what nonsense are you spouting?" Seth walked over, holding a folding fan. "I haven't even retired yet! How can you retire before me? Not happening. You've got to stick it out with me for a few more years."

Dominic waved dismissively. "Money is endless. Once the kids are cared for, the rest of your life should be for yourself. Go ahead if you want to keep working, but count me out."

"You old fox! You think I don't know that you're just waiting for your son-in-law to take over so you can slack off." Seth called him out.

Dominic simply smiled, neither confirming nor denying it.

Seth muttered to himself, clearly displeased. "No way, this guy's two years younger than me. If he retires before me, I'll be a laughingstock. Looks like I need to have a word with Jenson when I get back."

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At that moment, Jenson suddenly sneezed for no reason.

"Are you okay?" Germaine handed him a tissue.

"It's nothing," Jenson wiped his nose, smiling earnestly. "Maybe I got too caught up last night and caught a chill."

"Go to hell!" Germaine playfully punched him in the chest.

Seeing their interaction, Seth quickly found an excuse to approach. "You two keep chatting. I just spotted an old friend, and I need to say hello."

With that, he started walking toward Germaine.

As soon as Germaine saw Seth, she grabbed Jenson and headed in the opposite direction, clearly avoiding him.

Seth had no choice but to stop in his tracks and reluctantly deal with others who came to talk to him.

Helen smiled faintly and replied with melancholy, "Even if you don't like certain things, you still have to deal with them."

Colin paused, tipped his head back, and downed his glass in one gulp. After setting the glass on the railing, he extended his hand to her. "Want to go for a drive and relax a bit?"

Helen feigned hesitation, shaking her head. "I can't. I'm the hostess. I can't just leave the guests behind."

"Hostess or guest, you need to take care of yourself first before you can take care of others, right?" Colin gazed at her with sincerity, extending his hand again, his invitation more persistent this time.

If she didn't agree now, the opportunity might slip away.

But Helen didn't want any physical contact with him. So, she placed her glass down, adjusted her clothes, and began walking toward the door.

"I think I can guess which car is yours."