Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2113

Taylor had finished packing and was ready to leave. With Serena now safe, there was no longer any need to conceal Chandler's plan from him or Abigail.

Although Helen's abduction had been a deliberate part of the scheme, Taylor had to maintain the facade for the sake of Trinity Alliance, pretending that he was still in search of her.

As he descended the stairs, his gaze swept across the living room—to his surprise, Zac was standing there.

Taylor continued down the stairs, while Zac stood below, grinning at him. When Taylor reached the bottom, Zac suddenly threw his arms open, a mischievous smirk on his face.

Taylor approached with measured steps, his expression hardening with each movement. As soon as he was within range, he landed a powerful punch, sending Zac's head snapping to the side.

Without pausing, Taylor swiftly twisted Zac's arm behind his back and shoved him forcefully against the back of the couch.

"Ahh! Stop! That hurts!"

"Someone get in here! Zac's trying to escape! I've got him—bring the chains!" Taylor shouted.

Moments later, a familiar voice called out from below, pleading for mercy. "It's me! Jenson! Let me go already! You're going to break my arm!"

Jenson's free hand slapped the back of the sofa in pain, flailing like a stranded seal. The whole scene was ridiculously comical.

Initially, Taylor thought it might be one of Zac's pranks. However, when Germaine, Lincoln, and Sienna appeared, each wearing a grin, Taylor finally relaxed and released him.

"What were you doing pretending to be Zac? Don't you know you're just asking for trouble?" Taylor dusted his hands, his voice sharp with irritation. Though he knew it was a prank, his foul mood left no room for amusement.

"Damn, you really don't hold back, do you?" Jenson groaned, rubbing his sore face. He pulled out his phone and checked himself in the front camera. "At least my mask's okay. Do you have any idea how much this thing costs? I don't care—if it needs repairs, I'll have Seymour send you the bill."

"Spare me the details," Taylor cut in, his patience wearing thin.

Enjoying the lighthearted moment, Germaine leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. "I'll be waiting for your return," she murmured.

"At your service!" Jenson replied with a mischievous grin, saluting her theatrically.

As he watched the affectionate exchange, Taylor's thoughts shifted to Abigail, and a wave of melancholy settled over him.

"I understand," Taylor replied quietly.

"Everything's ready," James said as he entered, signaling that it was time to move out.