Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2064

Colin had been the one to approach Freya in the underground parking lot that day, promising he could help her relieve her frustration.

With "Kaylee" and Abigail backing Germaine, Freya was consumed by anger. In the heat of the moment, she impulsively agreed to work with him.

The day before, Colin contacted her once more, asking her to deliver a message to "Kaylee". Without thinking much about it, she took the chance while on her way back, only to unwittingly walk into Colin's trap.

It was obvious that Freya had become nothing more than a pawn in his plan to eliminate "Kaylee's" bodyguard.

She'd only managed a few words with "Kaylee" before Chandler nearly took her life. If he discovered the truth, would she stand any chance of surviving?

The thought of Chandler's cold, murderous glare sent a chill down Freya's spine, and she shuddered involuntarily.

Just then, Bryan slipped into the room unnoticed. As Freya was lost in her thoughts, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"Baby."

"Ah!"

"It's me! Baby, it's Bryan!"

Freya jumped in shock before slapping him hard across the face. "Who told you to come in here?"

The force of the blow caused Bryan to stagger, his smile instantly fading into a dark, brooding expression.

Despite the shift in their relationship, with Freya now holding the power and Bryan in the weaker position, he was still a man.

To be humiliated like this, especially without reason, struck at his sense of dignity. If he had accepted it without protest, it would have wounded his pride far more than any insult.

A sharp tingling sensation shot through Freya's hand, making her realize just how hard she had struck him. She quickly softened her tone and offered an apology.

"I didn't realize it was you," she said. "As for the proposal you mentioned last time, have your team coordinate with the company when it's convenient."

As nightfall settled in, time seemed to stretch endlessly. Helen began to feel the weight of exhaustion when Colin's car finally came to a halt.

The door swung open, and she was met with the unmistakable sound of a familiar, sleazy laugh.

"Colin, just as I expected! You kept your word—it's only been a few days, and you've already delivered her to me!"

Helen's mind raced in confusion. Why was it Stanson? Where was Georgia?

Colin and Stanson had no apparent connection—what could possibly have brought them together?

Helen's initial plan had been to use this chance to gather information on Georgia's whereabouts. She had played along, pretending to be unconscious to avoid drawing attention. But now, it seemed all her efforts were in vain.

Colin's gaze swept past Stanson, scanning the surroundings. "Are you absolutely sure Chandler won't track us here?"

"Relax!" Stanson replied confidently. "This abandoned air raid shelter is practically a fortress. It's full of twists and turns inside. Even if Destiny Corporation's staff manages to track us down, I'll have already taken care of everything by the time they figure things out!"