Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1990

"Since Kingsley isn't saying anything, I have no valid reason to intervene, either," Chandler said.

He represented not just himself but also the entire Destiny Corporation. A single misstep could have far-reaching consequences, so he had to take everything into consideration.

He added, "You don't need to worry about it. I'll take care of it."

…

At a mountaintop in Miravell, a white convertible sports car sped through the wind and pulled up smoothly on the pavement. At the edge of the cliff stood a man in a black trench coat who had been waiting for some time.

Kingsley got out of the convertible and walked straight to a spot three feet behind the man, then stopped.

His gaze swept over the man and then stopped at the pentagram medal on the man's sleeve—an identification of Base X.

"Are you from the base?" Kingsley asked, breaking the silence.

Upon hearing this, the man turned and slowly took off his sunglasses. Beneath the sunglasses, the eyes were dark, sinister, and unfathomable.

"I only joined the base a few months ago, so technically, you're my senior," the man said with a half-smile, trying to get close to Kingsley.

"Are you Zac Newton?" Kingsley instantly recognized Zac. The complicated relationship between Zac and Chandler caught his attention when he was investigating Chandler's background.

It was said that Zac had been on the run, but unexpectedly, he had become a member of Base X. Kingsley was very curious about how a fugitive like Zac had managed to persuade the base leaders to agree to his joining.

"It's good that you know me. I won't have to waste my time introducing myself then. It's getting dark soon. Shall we find a place to have a drink and have a good chat?" Zac squinted his eyes, with a hint of malice in his smile.

"I have nothing to talk to you; just hand her over." Kingsley went straight to the point.

"You two are brothers. Why do you hate him so much?" Kingsley tried to analyze Zac's criminal psychology.

One of the courses he studied in Base X was criminal psychology. Such a morally twisted criminal, who killed his own family members, was a real-life case study.

Now that Kingsley had met one, he certainly had to gather as much information as possible.

"Hate? I wish I could crush him to dust and torture him a thousand times over!" Zac recalled the past and madness flickered in his eyes.

"Did you know you all have been deceived by Chandler? He's nothing but a hypocritical scumbag. He betrayed me and snatched my woman. Helen was the love of my life, yet he took her away from me.

"It would be fine if he had treated her well, but he caused her death instead. Now, there's no sign of her, living or dead."