Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 495

Helen glanced at Phishie and Tyrone. "Isn't this fine as it is? I've never even thought about making a comeback."

The reality of the entertainment industry didn't live up to her expectations of glamour, integrity, and authenticity.

It was filled with unsavory scandals that were too overwhelming for her.

Tyrone asked, "But why? Your popularity and fan base are still there. Despite the hiatus, your fans are still loyal.

"Once you make a comeback, they'll be lining up to grab your latest album. Besides, the music industry certainly needs talented composers like you."

Instead of answering, Helen glanced at Tyrone and countered, "Why do you think that?"

Tyrone replied candidly, "I just don't want someone as talented as you to be forgotten.

"Of course, I can't decide for you. I just wanted to hear your thoughts. If you're truly not interested, then let's forget I ever brought it up."

Helen hummed and said nothing.

When Helen responded with silence, Tyrone realized that his strategy of trying to encourage her back into the music industry by expressing his concern had backfired.

He realized he couldn't push her further and began to sense that her silence might signal a genuine lack of interest in returning to the industry.

"Alright, I get it. I won't bring this up again. Anyway, today is your first day at university. Congratulations on officially becoming a university student," he said.

Helen nodded. "Thank you."

After chatting for a while, Helen bid farewell to them. Then, she returned to the dormitory alone. While walking along the campus pathway, Tyrone's words unexpectedly crossed her mind.

She thought about the past and the carefree years she spent in the entertainment industry under the identity of Hannah. She knew she could never return to those days.

When she arrived at the dormitory building, she stopped when she spotted Chandler standing there holding a large bag.

His gentle gaze met hers as she approached. She smiled and rushed into his embrace. "Why are you here so late?"

Helen blushed and met his eyes before leaning in to kiss his cheek. "Is this enough?"

Chandler smiled tenderly, and he lowered his voice. "It's not quite what I expected, but I'll accept it given the situation."

Helen felt embarrassed and quickly pushed him away. "Alright, I've got the stuff. You should head back now."

He stared at her and sighed helplessly. "When will you ever grow up?"

Helen quickly replied, "I'm already 18 years old."

"It's not enough…"

These three simple words held significance. It echoed in Helen's mind even as she returned to the dormitory.

She looked in the mirror and noted her mature physique with satisfaction. It dawned on her that Chandler's words probably didn't mean what she had initially thought.