Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 259

Margaret didn't say anything further and followed the man obediently, but there was still a hint of unwillingness hidden deep in her eyes.

She wondered how someone as ugly as Helen thrived while she ended up in such a terrible state.

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After returning home, Chandler placed all the items in Helen's room. This was his first time entering her room, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

"If you need anything, just let me know, and I'll have Carles bring it over," he said.

Helen looked at the numerous shopping bags in front of her, amazed at how many things she had bought. "Not for now, I've already bought quite a lot."

Chandler nodded and asked, "What do you want for dinner? I'll have the kitchen prepare it."

She took a moment to think, and suddenly said, "I want barbeque ribs and grilled chicken."

He silently noted it down and said, "Okay. You rest for a while and come down for dinner when it's ready."

With that, Chandler strode out.

Helen rubbed her cheeks and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling like she was in love.

She laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling. The image of Chandler gradually surfaced in her mind. A smile appeared on her face. She then turned over and gradually drifted into sleep.

As night fell, Helen slowly woke up from her sleep when she heard a knock on the door. She stretched lazily, checked the time, and realized it was already past seven.

At this, he hurriedly said, "Yes. There are several questions I don't know how to answer. Can you teach me tonight?"

She looked at him with a hint of mischief in her eyes and then said, "Sure, but there's one condition."

Immediately, Jenson had a bad feeling about this. "What is the condition?"

Helen extended her hand toward him. "Give me your phone. No more games. You can only have it back after you've ranked in the top three in the next exam."

Jenson felt a sense of restraint, but after some thought, he realized that studying hard was what he intended to do anyway. If he couldn't help but play games all day, it would indeed affect his studies. So, Jenson readily handed his phone to Helen. "Okay, here you go."

Helen smiled and said, "Good. Once you get into college, you can play games however often you want. I won't stop you."