Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 40

"No, it's fine. My hand isn't seriously injured. Please thank Mr. Newton Senior for me."

Despite her words, Zac reached out and pulled her wrist toward him.

Helen had already bandaged it, but the wound had slightly split open, with faint traces of blood on the bandage.

"The wound doesn't seem to be properly treated. Let me help you with it."

"There's no need..." Helen instinctively refused.

But Zac didn’t take no for an answer. He unwrapped her bandage and applied the dressing with a cotton swab.

As he removed the bandage, he realized that Helen's hand injury was more severe than a simple fall. The cuts were irregular, resembling wounds inflicted by a sharp object. No, it was more like cuts from small fragments of glass.

Zac's pupils dilated, but his expression remained calm.

He asked casually, "How did you get hurt this badly?"

Helen instinctively pulled back her hand, not wanting to go into details with Zac. "I'll do the rest myself."

"Do you girls like to act tough or something? You're already injured so badly but you still want to act like it's nothing? If you don't want to talk about it, I won't pry."

"It's not like that. I–" Helen didn't manage to finish her sentence when she felt a sharp sting on her hand. She winced and said, "That hurts!"

Zac smirked. "So, you are afraid of pain. I'll be gentler."

He proceeded to focus all his attention on carefully tending to Helen's wounds. He even wrapped the bandages neatly.

Even though Helen didn't want to admit it, she was sincerely grateful. "Thank you."

"There's no need to be so polite. After all, we're staying in the same house. We can be considered friends, right?" Zac said this in a friendly manner.

This caused Helen to somewhat change her previous impression of him. She figured that Zac must be treating her differently because he had seen her real appearance.

A dangerous glint appeared in Chandler's eyes. "Find out who was behind it at all costs."

"Don’t worry. Our team will continue the investigation and find the person responsible," Carles assured.

Chandler grunted again as memories of the incident flashed through his mind.

"I want all the information on her. Regardless of the cost, we must find her," he demanded.

Carles understood who he was referring to.

After spending many years with Chandler, Carles knew about his obsession with finding Sutton, the distinguished international Cholonese racer.

Chandler must have a lead on her this time.

"Yes, Mr. Chandler. I'll get right on it."