Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2031

"Honey, you're right, you're absolutely right…" Chandler said gently, being extra careful not to jostle Helen.

After making sure she was comfortably settled at home, he left to take care of his own matters.

Later in the afternoon, the group relaxed in the garden, enjoying tea.

Seth's portable radio suddenly broadcasted a news update. "Meteorological experts report that the once-in-a-century Andromeda meteor shower will pass over our city at dawn tomorrow, attracting numerous astronomy enthusiasts…"

Sienna looked up from her tablet, her face full of curiosity as she turned to Helen. "Mommy, if I make a wish on a shooting star, will it really come true?"

"A shooting star is just the streak of light left by a small asteroid burning up in the atmosphere," Lincoln interjected, his eyes fixed on the screen as he continued typing. "It's simply the result of friction and light, with no real effect on our lives. The idea that wishes come true is just a myth."

His words lingered in the air, casting an awkward and tense atmosphere.

Although caught off guard, Jenson couldn't resist teasing, "Lincoln, are you allergic to romance or something? If everyone spoke like you, would love even exist in this world?"

"You're not much better," Germaine shot back, bringing up his past. "Who was the one that set up an entire room full of pink gifts for me? Only someone like you would come up with that idea.

Jenson chuckled and pulled her closer. "Well, I didn't actually give them to you, did I?"

"Thank goodness for that," Seth said with a smug grin. "Otherwise, Germaine would have run off screaming at your sense of aesthetics. If you thought that would make you my son-in-law—dream on."

Jenson clicked his tongue and wisely stayed quiet.

Seth flashed a self-satisfied smile before changing the subject. "Speaking of which, a business partner of mine called me the other day. He just opened a new resort, and it's the perfect spot to watch the meteor shower. He wants me to visit and give him some feedback."

"That sounds perfect! Before we head back, we should definitely do something memorable. What better way than to head up the mountain and enjoy the night view?" Jenson said, his excitement palpable.

…

The evening soon fell. Helen finally found a parking spot in the mountain resort's lot and was about to reverse when a red convertible suddenly screeched into view. With a quick drift and sharp turn, it zipped right in front of her car.

Although Helen hit the brakes just in time, Lincoln and Sienna were jolted slightly by the sudden stop, the seatbelts tightening around them.

"We're fine, Mommy," the kids responded in unison.

A glimmer of relief appeared in Helen's eyes. They were good kids—strong and resilient, never making a fuss.

Turning her head, she saw the red convertible had smoothly slid into the parking spot she had been eyeing.