Chapter 2032 – A Turning Point in Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities by Internet
In this chapter of Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities, Internet introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 2032 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.
"How about baby brother? Is he okay?" Sienna asked, craning her neck and nervously eyeing Helen's stomach.
Helen placed a hand over her stomach, offering a gentle smile as she shook her head. "Don't worry, everything's fine."
Just as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the window beside her.
Freya stood by the passenger side, a mischievous grin tugging at her lips as she feigned innocence. "Oh, it's you! How careless of me to take your spot. Looks like I didn't even recognize my own family!"
Helen's gaze turned cold. Her car was already occupying half the parking spot, yet Freya had somehow squeezed in—what a coincidence.
Meanwhile, James had been trailing behind in his car. Sensing the tension building, he quickly exited the vehicle to confront Freya.
"Ms. Moran, don't you think this is a little inappropriate?"
"Mr. Newton hasn't even said anything, so why are you making such a fuss? Have you never heard of 'first come, first served'? It's all about skill—everyone has to earn their spot!"
Freya had encountered James on the beach before and knew he was one of Chandler's subordinates. To her, he was nothing more than an underling, so she barely spared him a glance.
James' expression darkened slightly. He leaned in, peering into the car, waiting for Helen's signal.
Helen hadn't intended to cause any trouble during what was supposed to be a peaceful outing, but Freya had already come dangerously close to harming Lincoln and Sienna earlier. Now, her dismissive attitude toward James was the final straw.
If Helen let it pass now, she'd only be allowing herself to be disrespected.
Helen adjusted her posture, resting one hand casually on the car window as she propped her chin. In a laid-back tone, she said, "James, is your hearing off? Didn't you hear? Ms. Moran just said that the parking spot goes to whoever has the skill to take it."
Freya and Bryan stared in disbelief. The car had been parked with the handbrake down, yet James had moved it with nothing but his own strength.
Before either of them could react, James took things even further. With a swift shove, he sent the car over the guardrail, watching it slide perilously toward the edge of the cliff.
Under the pull of gravity, the car plunged over the edge, tumbling once before smashing into the rocks below. A deafening explosion erupted on impact as the vehicle was torn apart.
Freya snapped back to reality, her face contorted with rage as she screamed at Helen, "Kaylee, are you insane? That was a limited-edition car worth over a million dollars! It was just a parking spot—do you really need to be this petty?"
"Yes, I do."
Helen didn't spare her a single glance, her expression unfazed as she started the engine. "You said it yourself, right? It's all about skill. I might not have much, but my husband has money. As for the repairs, just have him take care of it."
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