Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 315

Right after Zac said that, Chandler threw another punch. "You bastard!"

Zac smiled as he looked at Chandler. "Go ahead. Kill me if you can!"

Chandler's gaze darkened, and he violently threw punch after punch at Zac. Zac didn't dodge at all. It was as if he would only feel better that way.

"So what if you kill me, Chandler? Grandpa is gone, and killing me won't change that fact."

When Zac said that, Chandler stopped punching immediately. He looked at Zac and scoffed. "You're right. Nothing will change even if I kill you. If that's the case, I'll do my best to torture you. Don't worry. I won't let you die that easily. I'll let you live in pain for the rest of your life."

Zac was slightly afraid of that. "What are you planning to do, Chandler?"

Chandler chuckled. Then, two men in uniform entered the room and handcuffed Zac right away. "Mr. Newton, you're under arrest for murder. Please follow us now."

Zac tried to resist arrest, but it was no use.

"Chandler, what are you doing? Don't forget that I'm part of the Newton family as well. Don't you think you're going too far by doing this?"

Chandler ignored him and watched as he was brought into the police car. After the police car drove away, Chandler finally looked away.

Zac wasn't brought straight to the police station. Instead, he was brought to the Newton family first. Seeing the familiar surroundings, Zac struggled nonstop. "Why did you bring me here? I don't want to be here. Let me go now!"

However, it was as if the policemen didn't hear him at all. They still brought him into the house.

"Take him away!"

The policemen took Zac away from the house. Zac was already dead inside. Before he left, he looked at Helen. Then, he slowly closed his eyes.

After Esmond's funeral, peace returned to the Newton residence, and everyone returned to their daily lives. However, since one person was gone, Helen was still not used to it.

Previously, when she returned from class, she would instinctively look at the living room. Esmond would always be there watching the television and playing chess. Now, the living room was empty, and she could no longer see Esmond, who doted on her a lot.

When Helen thought of that, sadness overwhelmed her. She averted her gaze from the living room and returned upstairs.