Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 398

The two of them exchanged glances, and Adrian whispered something to Helen.

After Adrian left, Helen looked at the designs in her hands and clenched her fists silently. She kept the sketches away and took a new piece of sketch paper. Then, she started working on a new design with a new style.

After a while, Claire entered the room with some coffee. "Ms. Spencer, here's your coffee."

Helen didn't look up. Instead, she focused on the sketch in her hands and casually said, "Leave it there first. I'll drink it once I'm done."

Claire quickly said, "Yes, Ms. Spencer." She left the coffee aside and was ready to leave when Helen suddenly called out to her.

"Wait."

Claire turned around and asked, "Is there anything else I can help you with, Ms. Spencer?"

Helen stopped drawing and slowly looked up at her. Claire's eyes were clear as usual, and it didn't seem like she was being bothered by any thoughts. However, Claire had a subtle feeling that Helen was acting differently than usual.

"Claire, I have something I want to ask you."

Claire nodded. "Go ahead, Ms. Spencer."

Helen nodded and asked, "Here's the thing. I left something in the office yesterday. Did you see anyone coming into the office during lunch yesterday?"

After she said that, Claire was visibly surprised. "You dropped something, Ms. Spencer? What was it? Was it expensive? Nothing like this has ever happened in the studio before. Why don't you search for it again?"

Helen kept her gaze on her and said, "It's not that expensive, but I'm sure I've lost it. Maybe I should just call the police."

When Claire heard Helen wanted to call the police, she was shocked. However, she continued to keep her cool.

After that, Claire brought Margaret to Adrian's office, and Margaret entered the room right away.

"Adrian!" Margaret called out to him with a smile.

Since they had grown up together, they were close to each other. However, after what had happened previously, Adrian wasn't as close to her as he once was. Instead, he treated her like any other friend.

"Welcome, Ms. Leonard. The gown you've asked us to design isn't done yet. I don't think you need to come here yourself. Once it's done, I'll contact you."

Margaret smiled. "Adrian, what are you saying? I'm not here to rush you. Here's the thing…" As she spoke, she beckoned for Coner to join them.

"I'm sure you're familiar with this designer, right?"